Connor continued walking slowly down the quiet hospital corridor toward the main entrance. His face, which had carried a calm expression moments ago, gradually became more serious.He lowered his voice slightly as if speaking to himself.“I cannot let Harris find out about this,” Connor murmured quietly.He slipped one hand into his pocket as he walked.“If Harris discovers my plan to travel to Monten, he will absolutely stop me.”Connor shook his head lightly.“I know him too well.”His voice carried a mixture of understanding and frustration.“Harris is loyal to a fault. If he sees even the slightest risk to my life, he will block the entire plan without hesitation.”Connor slowed his steps slightly as he passed a row of empty chairs along the corridor.“But this time he is wrong.”He sighed softly.“He believes he is protecting me.”Connor stopped walking for a moment and leaned lightly against the wall.“But he does not understand the real reason Iris ended up in danger.”He clos

Connor held his phone and glanced at the screen.“Twenty minutes,” he murmured quietly to himself.Roy had promised that the private flight would be arranged within that time.Connor knew Roy was efficient, but he also understood that arranging a private jet on such short notice could be complicated.Still, Roy rarely failed when given a task.Connor slipped the phone back into his pocket and waited patiently.His mind, however, was far from calm.Iris’s face kept appearing in his thoughts.Connor clenched his jaw slightly.“Hold on a little longer,” he murmured quietly.Minutes passed slowly.Connor occasionally glanced down at his phone screen, watching the time move forward second by second.Finally, exactly twenty minutes later, the phone began to vibrate in his hand.Connor looked down.Roy’s name flashed across the screen.Connor answered immediately.“Roy.”Roy’s voice came through quickly, slightly breathless.“Young Master, everything has been arranged.”Connor’s expression r

His eyes remained fixed on the screen while the reporter continued explaining the details of the wedding ceremony.The reporter continued to speak in a calm, professional tone.“The ceremony involving the billionaire John Parker and his newest bride took place earlier this morning at exactly seven o’clock.”Connor’s eyes narrowed slightly.He slowly turned his head toward the digital clock mounted beside the bed.The glowing numbers read 7:02 PM.Connor’s mind immediately calculated the difference.“Twelve hours,” he murmured quietly.Twelve hours had already passed since the wedding ceremony.Connor looked back at the television screen, his jaw tightening slightly.“Twelve hours is more than enough time to move someone far away,” he muttered.The reporter continued speaking.“Although John Parker is known for keeping his personal affairs extremely private, rumors have already begun circulating regarding the couple’s immediate honeymoon plans.”Connor grabbed the towel from his waist

“But please… I am scared. He would kill me if I lead you there,” the guard still kept murmuring in fear.Connor interrupted him coldly. “If John Parker decides to kill all of you, that is his choice.”“I don't care what John Parker does to you,“Please,” the guard whispered desperately, “you do not understand what you are walking into.”Connor did not even glance at him. “Open the door.”“I… I cannot,” the man stammered. “There are internal cameras. If they see you—”Connor tightened his grip on the man’s collar and shoved him forward. “Then we will not give them time to react.”With a swift movement, Connor kicked the door open.The loud crash echoed through the entire suite.Inside, everything was quiet for a moment.Connor stepped in, his eyes scanning the wide, luxurious interior. The place was massive, decorated with expensive furniture and dim lighting that gave it an eerie calmness.The guard trembled beside him. “We should leave,” he whispered. “This is your last chance—”Con

John Parker’s body jerked violently as consciousness slowly returned to him. A sharp, burning pain surged through his leg, forcing a low groan out of his throat as his eyes fluttered open.For a few seconds, his vision remained blurred, the ceiling above him spinning slightly as his mind struggled to piece together what had just happened.Then it hit him.Connor.His expression twisted instantly, anger replacing the haze of confusion. He clenched his teeth so hard that his jaw trembled, and with visible effort, he forced himself to sit upright despite the pain that shot through his wounded leg.“Where… are they?” he muttered under his breath, his voice rough and filled with rage.“They’re gone…” he said slowly, his voice darkening. “That bastard actually took her…”His breathing grew heavier as fury built inside him. He reached for his phone with slightly trembling hands and immediately dialed a number. The call rang twice before it was picked up.“Hello, sir?” a cautious voice came f