THE SUPREME GOD OF CELESTARA

Chapter 9: They took Tara

"What about the $20 million investment from the Hedge family to Sterlings corporation?"

Dora asked, turning to face him with the slight from still on her face.

"That is simple, Dora." He broke the hug, his shoulder raised with confidence. Too sure of himself. "The Blackthorn family has been partnering with the Hedge family for a long time. They promised the investment already. When it's the right time, you'll sign."

Dora's frown loosened, her expression taking a bright excitement. Her finger traced map on Jackson's chest.

"That is why you are the best, Jackson." She said, her voice softened at the edge, almost romantic. "You always have your way around things with your family connection and influence."

Jackson drank in the appraisal with a wide grin. He turned to his men.

"You all should secure all the door. I'm going to be busy for a while."

"Yes sir." The chorused and bowed, straightened up and walked out of the room. The door clicked shut. Jackson engaged the lock and turned back to the room, standing beside Dora with a cruel grin on his lips while Dora had a disgusting expression twisting her face like even in her unconsciousness, she was a sand in her soup.

"So, what do you plan for her?" She asked.

"We'll send a video to Zane," He said, still smirking cruelly. "I'd like to see him throw his little fist to save her wife."

He walked to the nightstand beside the bed. A silver tray with vials containing chemicals was already prepared for Jackson's plan. He took one of the bottle and grinned wickedly. "This is going to be interesting, sweetheart." He filled up a syringe with all the Vial content and sat on Tara's unconscious body, pressing the syringe into her neck and emptying the contents into her body.

"Are you killing her with that?" Dora's voice carried no humour. Not even pity or guilt.

"This is an Aphrodisiac." Jackson waved the now empty syringe. "She's not going to die, she'll be under intense heat and acting crazy."

"You gave her all the dose?"

Jackson grinned wider, pulling her hair back. "It'll make it work faster. Zane will see his sweet stammering woman yearning for another man's rod. Interesting, Huh?""

He threw his head back and burst into a sickening laughter that bounced off the way.

Meaningwhile at life priority hospital, Zane, Dr. Max and the heiress walked into the sterile room. The old man was already laid on another bed, pipes connected to his body and sorrounded by beeping machines and heart monitors. Yet, his chest moved up and down, too slow. Like his life was just at the tip of fading off.

Zane saw the parasite eating up his heart with his divine eyes. He simply pressed his hand down on the man's chest. Invisible energy flowed from his palm into the man's chest. The people behind him stared at him in confusion as though he was crazy.

Suddenly the door of the room burst open. A matured man wearing a white lab cloth strode into the room, his loafers cutting sharp sound through the room. A stethoscope snaked around his neck.

Dr. Henderson the Hospital Director.

A deep frown tightened his brow immediately he saw what was going on the room.

"What the heck is going on here? Who the heck is this man?!"