Keith stood calmly in the center of the room, his rolled-up sleeves and steady posture making it clear he was prepared for whatever Edward might throw at him.The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife as father and daughter stared at him with a mixture of rage and growing desperation.Emilia's voice cracked as she screamed at him, her face contorted with fury."You're cruel! You're absolutely heartless! How can you stand there and watch my brother dying while making demands?"Keith's expression remained unchanged, his voice cold and measured."Cruel? That's rich coming from you, Emilia. Do you remember how you mocked me? How you called me your personal blood bag? How you said I was worthless trash who should be grateful for the privilege of serving your family?""That's different!" Emilia protested, tears streaming down her face."Is it?" Keith asked, tilting his head slightly."You tried to enslave me with your demands. You humiliated me, blackmailed me, and treated

Keith maintained his composed posture as the police officers continued their questioning, his calm demeanor a stark contrast to the Richardson family's increasing desperation.The room felt charged with tension, everyone waiting for someone to provide answers that made sense.Officer Bradley looked between Keith and the Richardson family with growing confusion."Mr. Cross, you're saying you had absolutely no hand in Laurent's current condition?""None whatsoever," Keith replied steadily."I was coerced into coming here today, threatened with continued theft from my bank accounts if I refused to donate blood. I gave Laurent the same blood I've been giving him for years."Edward's face was flushed with frustration as he stepped forward, gesturing wildly."Officer, that makes no sense! If Keith's blood has been compatible with my son for years, what could possibly cause these complications now?""I don't know," Keith replied with a slight shrug. "Medical mysteries happen all the time.""

The grandfather clock in the Richardson mansion's living room ticked away the minutes with agonizing precision.Three hours had passed since Laurent collapsed into his coma, and the atmosphere in the room had grown suffocatingly tense.The medical equipment continued its steady beeping, the only sound breaking through the heavy silence that had settled over everyone present.Edward paced back and forth across the marble floor like a caged animal, his expensive shoes clicking against the stone with each step.His face was drawn and haggard, the confident patriarch who had welcomed Keith with such arrogance now looking like a broken man wrestling with impossible choices.Emilia remained seated beside Laurent's bed, her tears long since dried up, leaving only red-rimmed eyes and streaks of mascara down her cheeks.She stared at her brother's motionless form, occasionally reaching out to touch his hand as if willing him back to consciousness.Keith stood near the window, perfectly still a

Laurent slowly sat up in bed, his eyes darting around the room with confusion as he took in the tense atmosphere. The color had returned to his cheeks, and his breathing was steady and normal. The transformation was nothing short of miraculous - one moment he had been at death's door, and now he appeared completely healthy.Emilia rushed to his side, tears of relief streaming down her face as she embraced her brother. "Laurent! Oh thank God, you're awake! I was so scared I was going to lose you!"Laurent patted her back weakly, still disoriented from his ordeal. "What happened to me? I feel strange, but... better somehow."Keith watched the reunion with cold satisfaction, his arms crossed as he stood near the window. Linda packed up her medical supplies efficiently, preparing for their departure now that their business was concluded."Keith," Emilia said suddenly, turning away from Laurent with hope shining in her eyes. "The antidote you gave Laurent - did it also heal his original si

Keith's voice softened slightly. "I know you can, but this isn't about your capabilities. It's about eliminating a threat efficiently. Having you there would complicate things.""How?" Linda demanded."Because seeing you might make Sean even more unpredictable," Keith explained."Right now, he wants something from me. If you're there, he might do something desperate that puts you in danger."Linda opened her mouth to argue further, but Keith's phone buzzed with an incoming text message."That was fast," Keith said, reading the message from Lucas. "Sean Li, 1247 Riverside Drive. Currently hosting some kind of party at his residence.""A party?" Linda asked with surprise.Keith read more of the text. "Lucas says Sean is apparently celebrating something with his medical colleagues. He's a surgeon at Metropolitan General Hospital.""Medical colleagues," Linda repeated with a frown. "That explains a lot about his arrogance and god complex.""It also means he'll have witnesses around," Keit