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CHAPTER 148 PART 1
Sarah's former best friend—Lauren—sat in her office staring at spreadsheets that might as well have been written in blood. Red numbers everywhere. Hemorrhaging money like an open wound that wouldn't stop bleeding.Her assistant knocked timidly. "Ms. Lauren? Another investor just pulled out. Henderson Holdings. They're citing 'reputation concerns.'"Lauren closed her eyes. "How much?""Twelve million.""Of course." Lauren's laugh was bitter. "Add it to the pile."The assistant hesitated. "There's also... the media has been calling. They want to know about your connection to Isaac Thompson. Whether you knew about his criminal activities.""I didn't.""I know, ma'am. But they're implying—""I don't care what they're implying. Just... get out. Please."When the door closed, Lauren let her head fall into her hands. The land deal with Michael had been resolved months ago, but the damage was done. Her name was now associated with Isaac's scandals. Investors saw her as toxic. Banks were reluc
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"Which only happened because I was desperate to help you fight Michael's influence!" Derek's voice rose. "Don't you see? We both win. I get my charges dropped. You get sympathy from the public and investors. We sue Michael for emotional damages and harassment. Split the settlement."Lauren stared at him, seeing him clearly for perhaps the first time. "You're serious.""Completely. My lawyer says—""Your lawyer is an idiot. And so are you." Lauren shoved the folder back at him. "Michael never coerced me. Never threatened me. The only person who ever threatened my business was me, by making stupid decisions.""Lauren, think about this—""I am thinking. I'm thinking you're a pathetic, bitter man who can't accept that Sarah chose someone better than you." Lauren's voice turned sharp as glass. "You want me to lie under oath? To destroy an innocent man's reputation because you're too weak to face the consequences of your own actions?"Derek's face reddened. "Innocent? Michael Thompson destr
CHAPTER 149 PART 1
The encrypted message arrived at midnight, forwarded through three different servers before reaching Michael's secure device. Santiago stood behind him as he read, his expression growing darker with each line."Vincent's planning something big," Michael said quietly. "The charity gala. B1's hosting it tomorrow night."Santiago leaned closer, reading over his shoulder. "Hostage situation? In front of the city's entire elite?""Vincent's desperate. We've been squeezing his operations for weeks—his money's drying up, his reputation's crumbling. This is his Hail Mary." Michael scrolled through the intelligence. "He's planning to storm the gala with armed men, take hostages, demand ransom. And while everyone's panicking, his team steals from the attendees.""Bold. Stupid, but bold." Santiago frowned. "We need to call the police. FBI. Someone.""And cause a panic? Cancel the event?" Michael shook his head. "Vincent will just pick another target. Another time. We'll never see it coming." His
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Sarah reluctantly nodded, moving toward where Victoria stood near the dessert table, elegant and deadly in emerald silk.Michael circulated through the crowd, his trained eye spotting Santiago's men—some posing as waiters, others as guests. To anyone watching, he was just another wealthy businessman networking. But his hand never strayed far from the concealed pistol in his jacket.The ballroom's massive clock showed 9:47 PM.Then the lights dimmed slightly—planned ambiance for B1's speech. He took the stage, tapping the microphone."Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for—"The explosion cut him off.Not a real explosion—a flashbang near the north entrance. Smoke billowed into the ballroom. Screams erupted. And through the smoke came armed men in black tactical gear, weapons raised."NOBODY MOVE!" The lead gunman's voice boomed. "This is a robbery! Everyone on the ground! NOW!"Panic spread like wildfire. Guests dropped, some screaming, others frozen in shock.Michael counted quickly. Fi
CHAPTER 150 PART 1
Michael found Vincent on the mezzanine level, directing his remaining men through a Bluetooth earpiece. When their eyes met, everything else faded away."Thompson." Vincent's smile was cold. "I was hoping you'd find me.""It's over, Vincent. Your men are being rounded up. The police are outside. Surrender now and maybe you'll live long enough to see trial.""Over?" Vincent laughed, removing his earpiece and crushing it under his heel. "You always were arrogant. That's why this was so easy.""Easy? I've dismantled your entire organization.""No. You've forced me to evolve." Vincent rolled his shoulders, loosening them. "You wanted a war? Congratulations. You won. But wars have casualties."He lunged.Michael barely dodged the first strike—a knife that appeared from nowhere, slashing through the air where his throat had been. Vincent was fast, professionally trained, his movements economical and deadly.They crashed into a decorative pillar, trading blows. Vincent landed a vicious kidne
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He caught Vincent's wild punch, twisted, and threw him toward the railing. Vincent grabbed Michael's jacket, pulling him along. They hit the railing together—And it gave way.They fell through the ornate window below the mezzanine, glass shattering around them. Michael had a split second to twist, to try to control the fall—They crashed through the decorative canopy covering the lobby fountain, the fabric tearing but slowing their momentum. Then water—cold and shocking—as they plunged into the fountain's pool.Michael's ribs screamed as he hit the water. His head cracked against the fountain's edge, and stars exploded across his vision. He surfaced gasping, tasting blood, everything spinning.Vincent floated nearby, unconscious or dead—Michael couldn't tell."FREEZE! POLICE!"Officers swarmed the lobby. Hands pulled Michael from the water. Someone was shouting about medics. The world tilted, and Michael's legs gave out.The last thing he saw before darkness claimed him was Santiago'
CHAPTER 151 PART 1
The morning sun cast long shadows across the hospital room. Sarah sat perfectly still in her chair, watching Michael with an expression he couldn't quite read. Waiting."I was fourteen when I ran away from the orphanage," Michael began, his voice quiet. "My grandfather had just taken me in, but I couldn't stay. Too many rules, too much expectation. I thought I could make it on my own.""Michael, I know about the orphanage. You told me—""That's where I lied." He met her eyes. "Or rather, where I left things out. Sarah, I wasn't just some kid who got lucky in business. I built something from nothing, but the 'nothing' I started with was more than I ever let you believe."Sarah's brow furrowed. "What do you mean?""When I was twenty-two, I created a tech startup with money I'd saved from working three jobs through college. A data encryption platform. It sold eighteen months later for twelve million dollars.""Twelve million?" Sarah's eyes widened. "You never mentioned—""Because it was
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"Normal?" Sarah's laugh was bitter. "I've been kidnapped twice, shot at, and nearly blown up. Does that sound normal to you?""That's exactly why I kept it secret! The more people know, the bigger the target—""On me? Or on you?" Sarah's voice turned cold. "Be honest, Michael. Was this really about protecting me? Or was it about controlling the narrative? Keeping me in the dark so I wouldn't ask questions?""That's not fair—""Fair? You want to talk about fair?" She moved closer to the bed, her eyes red but fierce. "I gave up everything for you. My family, my friends, my entire life. And you couldn't give me the truth?""I'm giving it to you now—""After months of marriage! After I've already sacrificed everything!" Her voice cracked. "What else haven't you told me, Michael? What other secrets are you keeping?""Nothing. I swear, this is everything—""How can I believe that? How can I believe anything you say?" She grabbed her purse, hands shaking. "I need... I need time. I need to th
CHAPTER 152 PART 1
Derek sat in the dingy back room of a bar on the wrong side of the city, staring at the three men across from him. They were Isaac's leftovers—criminals who'd lost their meal ticket when their boss went to prison."So let me get this straight," the leader—a scarred man named Marcus—leaned back in his chair. "You want us to help you kidnap someone close to Michael Thompson. For revenge.""For money," Derek corrected, trying to sound confident. "Ransom. Thompson's worth billions. He'll pay anything to get his people back.""And you think we're stupid enough to go after Thompson directly?" Another thug, skinnier with dead eyes, laughed mockingly. "Isaac tried that. Look where he is.""I'm not Isaac." Derek's hands clenched under the table. "I'm smarter. I know Michael's weaknesses."Marcus exchanged glances with his men. "Your daddy just got sent to prison because Thompson destroyed him. You're broke, desperate, and now you're sitting in our bar begging for help." He smiled, showing gold
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Victoria limped out of the hospital, her cane tapping rhythmically against the pavement. Physical therapy was exhausting, but necessary. Another month, the doctor said, and she'd be walking normally again.Her driver—one of Santiago's men—pulled the car around. "Good session, Ms. Chen?""Painful, but productive." Victoria slid into the back seat. "Let's go home. I need a long bath and a glass of wine."They pulled out of the hospital parking lot, heading toward Forest Road. It was the scenic route, quieter than the highway, with trees lining both sides.Victoria was checking her phone—emails from the office, messages from Michael asking how therapy went—when the driver spoke sharply."Ms. Chen, we have a problem."She looked up. A van had pulled out in front of them, blocking the road. Another vehicle appeared behind them, boxing them in."Reverse! Get us out—"Men poured from the vehicles, wearing masks, carrying weapons. The driver threw the car into reverse, but the vehicle behind