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Chapter 132 PART 1
The prestigious Sacred Heart Hospital buzzed with its usual late-evening activity—doctors making rounds, nurses checking vitals, visitors saying their goodbyes before visiting hours ended. No one noticed the new face among the nursing staff.The assassin moved with practiced ease through the third-floor corridor, her stolen scrubs fitting perfectly, her fake ID badge swinging from her neck. She'd infiltrated hospitals before—they were surprisingly easy targets. Too many staff, too many shifts, too much chaos. One more nurse blended in seamlessly.She consulted the small notepad in her pocket, double-checking the target information Vasquez had provided. Ricardo Vega. Third floor. Likely in or near the ICU waiting area with his comatose daughter.The assassin smiled beneath her surgical mask. This would be easier than expected.Meanwhile, Diego had made his decision. His jaw set with grim determination as he started toward the ICU entrance, his limp barely noticeable as adrenaline overr
CHAPTER 132 PART 2
"I'm nothing!" Santiago shouted, drawing the attention of nearby nurses. He lowered his voice, but the venom remained. "I'm a worthless, selfish coward who sacrificed his sister for his own survival. So no, Diego. I can't help you. I can't help anyone. I'm too scared and too guilty and too broken to be useful for anything."He turned away, curling into himself like a wounded animal seeking shelter.Diego stared at him for a long moment, disgust and pity warring in his chest. But there was no time for this. No time to convince a broken man to find his spine."Fine," Diego said coldly. "I'll do it myself."He turned toward the ICU entrance, his mind already calculating angles and timing. The officers were alert but not expecting an immediate threat. If he moved fast enough, if he timed it perfectly, he might be able to slip past them before they could react. The consequences would come later. Right now, all that mattered was reaching Esperanza."Excuse me, officers," Diego called out, l
CHAPTER 133 PART 1
Draya's hands trembled at her sides as the impossible choice crystallized before her with brutal clarity. She wasn't used to this—not getting what she wanted. The Vincent family always got what they wanted. Always. Through money, influence, strategic positioning, or sheer force of will.But this was different.Every path led to the same destination: losing Diego.If she let him act now—let him assault those officers and get himself arrested—she'd lose him to prison and his own guilt. If she helped him reach Esperanza and his wife woke up to tell the truth about Luca's assault, she'd lose him to his beautiful, loyal spouse. If she stopped him and Esperanza died, she'd lose him to grief and self-hatred.There was no winning move on this board.Unless...Unless Esperanza simply didn't wake up. If Diego tried and failed to reach her. If medical science couldn't save her. If she slipped away quietly in her coma. Then Diego would be free. Broken, yes. Guilty, certainly. But free. And Draya
CHAPTER 133 PART 2
Draya watched this unfold with mounting horror. The look Diego had given her—that broken, betrayed expression—replayed in her mind on endless loop. She'd seen love die in real-time. Had watched whatever small affection or respect Diego might have held for her transform into something cold and final.She'd made the wrong choice.God help her, she'd made the catastrophically wrong choice.Not because of the morality of it, though that was damning enough. But because she'd fundamentally misunderstood Diego. He wasn't a man who could be manipulated through circumstances. He wasn't someone who would turn to her out of desperation or loneliness. He was someone who valued loyalty and trust above everything else.And she'd just proven she possessed neither."Diego," she started, moving toward him with her hand outstretched. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean—""Don't," Diego said, his voice like ice. "Don't come near me. Don't speak to me. Don't ever pretend you cared about anything except yourself."
CHAPTER 134 PART 1
The hallway erupted into chaos as security personnel flooded the third floor. Radios crackled with urgent communications. Medical staff pressed themselves against walls, trying to stay out of the way. The pounding on Esperanza's door intensified as officers prepared to breach.No one noticed the nurse in the perfectly pressed scrubs moving through the crowd with practiced ease.The assassin's eyes tracked Ricardo Vega like a predator watching prey. The older man stood near the commotion, his attention fixed on the barricaded door where his son-in-law had just assaulted two officers. His face was drawn with worry and confusion. His guard was completely down.Perfect.The assassin slipped through the crowd, clipboard in hand, looking every bit the harried nurse responding to an emergency. She moved close to Ricardo, using the chaos as cover."Sir, you need to move back," she said in accented English, her voice professionally concerned. "This area isn't safe."Ricardo barely glanced at h
CHAPTER 134 PART 2
"Diego?" Her voice was barely a whisper, hoarse from the oxygen mask. Confusion clouded her dark eyes as they focused on his face. "What... where am I?"Relief crashed through Diego like a tidal wave, so powerful it almost brought tears to his eyes. But he steeled himself, remembering the photos, remembering Luca's words, remembering the betrayal he'd thought was real."You're in the hospital," he said quietly, withdrawing his hand. "You hit your head. You've been in a coma.""Diego, I—""This is the last thing I'll do for you," Diego interrupted, his voice flat and emotionless. "I've healed you. You'll be fine. But I'm leaving. We're done."He stood, turning toward the barricaded door.Esperanza's hand shot out with surprising strength, grabbing his wrist. "Wait. Please. Don't go.""Let go, Esperanza.""No." Despite her weakness, her grip was firm. Desperate. "Diego, listen to me. Whatever you think happened—""I know what happened. Luca told me everything. The restaurant. Your visit
Chapter 135 PART 1
The realization hit Diego like a mace to the face.Ricardo Vega—the man who'd welcomed him into his family, who'd trusted him with his daughter's life, who'd stood by him when everyone else had doubted—was dead. Just gone. Slumped in a chair like he'd simply dozed off from exhaustion.But he wasn't sleeping. He was dead.The fight drained from Diego's body like water from a punctured barrel. His hands went limp at his sides. The dark mist seeping from his left glove dissipated. Even the murderous rage toward Luca faded into something hollow and empty."No," Diego whispered. "No, that's not... he can't be..."The cops saw their opportunity. Three of them rushed forward, grabbing Diego's arms and forcing him face-first to the floor. His bad leg twisted painfully, but he barely registered it. The cold linoleum pressed against his cheek as his arms were wrenched behind his back."Don't resist! Stop resisting!"The metallic click of handcuffs echoed in Diego's ears as they locked around hi
CHAPTER 135 PART 2
Luca's face flushed red. "You're full of shit, Santiago. A worthless debtor trying to save his own skin by pointing fingers. You have no evidence. No proof. Nothing but the desperate lies of a man who destroyed his own family through gambling and stupidity.""He's not lying," a cold female voice cut through the argument.Draya Vincent stepped forward from where she'd been standing near the vending machines. Her face was pale but determined, her phone held high in one hand."I have proof," she announced. "I recorded your conversation with Santiago earlier. Every word."The color drained from Luca's face. "You... you what?""You admitted everything," Draya continued, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. "How you shoved Esperanza. How you made up the story about her throwing herself at you. How you blackmailed Santiago into staying quiet. I have it all recorded right here."She tapped her phone's screen, and Luca's voice filled the hallway:"Your sister came to my office to
Chapter 136 PART 1
Diego's eyes remained fixed on Ricardo Vega's body as the medical examiner approached. Even through his grief and rage, his trained mind was working, analyzing, questioning.Something didn't add up."Wait," Diego called out to the examiner. "Let me see him. Just for a moment."The examiner looked to the officers uncertainly. One of them shrugged. "He's already cuffed. What harm can it do?"They allowed Diego to approach, still handcuffed, flanked by two officers. He leaned down, studying Ricardo's neck with the practiced eye of someone who'd seen death in all its forms.There. A tiny puncture wound on the left side of the neck, barely visible. So small it could have been mistaken for an insect bite or a scratch.But Diego knew better."This wasn't Luca," Diego said quietly."What?" One of the officers frowned. "You were just screaming that he did it.""I was wrong." Diego's jaw clenched. "Look at this wound. Single puncture, perfectly placed on the carotid artery. No hesitation marks,
CHAPTER 136 PART 2
Diego returned to Esperanza's room. She'd fallen back asleep, exhausted from her ordeal and the healing energy he'd poured into her. She looked peaceful now, her breathing steady and strong, the color returned to her cheeks.He sat in the chair beside her bed, taking her hand gently in his. How was he going to tell her? How do you tell someone that their father—the man who'd raised her, protected her, built an empire to secure her future—was gone? Murdered while she lay unconscious just floors away?Diego's left hand throbbed with dark power, the Devil's Hand responding to his grief and rage. The cursed voice whispered promises of vengeance, of making whoever ordered the hit suffer beyond imagination.But Diego pushed it down, maintained control. Esperanza would need him strong when she woke. Stable. Not consumed by darkness and thoughts of revenge.Even if revenge was all he could think about.Miles away, in a nondescript apartment, the assassin removed her nurse's scrubs and dropped