The doctor immediately leaned closer.“Did he just make a sound?”The nurse nodded.“Yes.”“Keep monitoring him.”The doctor checked the monitor again.Beep.Beep.Beep.The interval between the sounds was slowly becoming shorter.The doctor stared at the screen in disbelief.“Fourty-nine…”He waited.“Fifty.”The nurse looked up.“Doctor?”“Keep watching.”Another few seconds passed.“Sixty-one.”The doctor's expression changed.His fingers moved toward the monitor as though touching it might somehow help him understand what he was seeing.“How is his heart rate increasing?”“I don't know.”“Did we administer anything?”“No, Doctor.”“Did anyone change the medication?”“No.”The doctor looked at Damian.Nothing made sense.The young man's condition had been deteriorating rapidly, and yet his heart was now slowly becoming stronger without any additional medical intervention.Outside, Marcus noticed the change as well.He could not see the exact number from where he stood, but he could

A few minutes later, another familiar figure appeared at the hospital entrance. Natalie had just finished parking her car and hurried toward them after noticing Damian and Angelic waiting outside.She stopped when she saw her brother standing perfectly well on his own feet.“Wait… you're okay, Brother?” Natalie asked, looking him over from head to toe. “Marcus made it sound like you were in terrible condition. He said you were fighting for your life.”Damian shook his head with a faint smile.“Marcus exaggerated.”Angelic immediately glanced at him. “He did not exaggerate that much. Look, his face is red.”Damian gave her a look, but Natalie was already examining his face with concern.“You really don't look like someone who almost died but look like someone in love.”“I didn't.” Damian panicked.Natalie narrowed her eyes suspiciously.“That's not an explanation.”Damian chuckled. “I'm fine. That's all you need to know. And I'm not in condition as you described.”Damian was about to a

Marcus became even more confused. Damian paused before giving the next instruction. "Buy it for one billion." Marcus nearly choked. "What? One billion?" "Yes. That's all you need to spend." Damian replied in cold voice. "But, Sir, even though the land is practically worthless, I don't think Group Celine will—" "They will." Damian's voice was calm and certain. "Celine will sell it willingly." Marcus remained silent for several seconds. He knew Damian well enough to understand that his employer rarely made decisions without a reason. Still, this particular order made no sense from a business perspective. The property was wet, abandoned, and located at the farthest edge of V City. There were no proper roads leading directly to the deepest part of the area, and construction would require enormous investment.

Damian took Angelic and Natalie to an exclusive boutique in the heart of V City, a place where even the simplest-looking dresses came with prices that could make ordinary people hesitate before stepping through the door. Tonight was not an ordinary night, however. Damian wanted them to look different from their usual selves, especially because they would be attending an auction filled with wealthy businessmen, influential families, and people who were accustomed to keeping their identities hidden behind expensive masks. After spending some time choosing their outfits, Angelic finally stepped out of the fitting room. Damian's gaze immediately settled on her. She was wearing a simple cream-colored dress that fell elegantly around her slender figure. There were no excessive decorations, no dazzling jewelry, and nothing overly complicated about the design, yet the simplicity somehow made her look even mo

“Could that be Damian?” Celine's voice trembled as she stared at the blue sapphire ring in her hand. “Tell me he's dead.” George immediately pulled her trembling body into his arms. “He's dead, sweetheart. Damian was already dead before we threw him into the river with the car. Even if he somehow survived the crash, there's no way anyone could survive being trapped in a car and then swim through those waters with hungry fish everywhere. And you remember his injuries. That wound went straight through his heart.” Celine's breathing became heavier. George gently held her shoulders and continued, trying to calm her down. “You saw it yourself, didn't you? He had no pulse when we wrapped him up. You checked him yourself.” Celine nodded firmly. “Yes..