2025-06-19 22:38:04"Who let you in here?!" the doctor yelled, nearly frothing at the mouth.
"I did! Is there a problem?" Rose said, rolling her eyes in irritation.
The doctor paused, then stuttered, like a broken record stuck on repeat.
"M-Ms. Tyrel, it is improper to just bring in anyone into the inner chambers of the Chairman; moreover, some... quack who claims he can heal your grandfather," the doctor said slowly, as if understanding her predicament but with a clear undertone of judgment.
But Rose scoffed. "Watch your tongue. I trust this man with my life, and so will I with my grandfather's," she said firmly.
The doctor sighed.
Dr. Mark, although a physician and vice president of the velkor medical association, knew far too well the severity of the Tyrel Family Head’s condition.
He was sure the old man wouldn’t survive until the next day.
Dr. Mark turned to watch Seth; Seth simply looked like a pretty boy with no respect for life or real medical knowledge—just exhaustingly plain.
The man figured Seth probably peaked in high school.
"I know that look," Seth said, smiling at the doctor. Seth walked closer, his smile widening, like a shark sizing up a particularly tasty seal.
He leaned in close, his voice dropping to a near whisper, making it so Rose couldn't hear.
"Jaundice in the eyes, elevated heart rate, delayed reflexes, mydriasis, slight tremor in your right hand, early signs of hair thinning..." Seth paused, his smile turning predatory.
"It seems you're taking medicine to help stop your erectile dysfunction."
Dr. Mark visibly startled, eyes widening like Seth had revealed his deepest, darkest secret.
“W-what?” he croaked in shock. How could he know?
But Seth continued, still whispering, "The side effects are obvious; you need proper treatment.”
Pinning the man with a cold gaze, Seth added, “I might even offer my services, but that will be another day.”
Leaning back, Seth wiped the menacing look off his face and raised his voice.
“Now, move aside so I can save the old man’s life!”
Dr. Mark stood stunned, the color draining from his face like someone pulled the plug.
It was all true, exactly as Seth had described. He felt a wave of shame and embarrassment wash over him.
Seth studied the old man on the bed carefully—sunken temples, a darkened forehead. He lifted the old man’s eyelid—yeah, definitely poisoned. And not your average toxin, either.
Seth narrowed his eyes, placed a hand behind the old man’s head, and pressed down hard. A faint stream of metallic-smelling clear fluid trickled from his nose—cerebrospinal fluid.
Rose stepped in quickly. “Can you save him? Is it bad?”
No answer.
Seth pulled a foldable device from his bag—cold, surgical metal—and clipped it to the old man’s skull. With practiced precision, he hit the switch. Blood started flowing into the brain in a steady, pulsing stream.
Mark muttered under his breath, “What a flashy stunt... Clearly bluffing with those toys.”
“Miss Rose, I’ve already contacted my mentor—Dr. Franklin. He’s on his way. Shouldn’t be long—”
“Grandpa!” Rose suddenly shouted.
The old man jolted up, coughing violently, eyes flying open like he'd been yanked back from the edge. His gaze locked onto Rose’s face—like he was seeing her from another lifetime.
Mark froze, stunned. The punk he just dismissed as a fraud had actually pulled it off.
He rushed forward, stethoscope trembling in hand—heart and lungs, normal. Too normal.
“This… This is insane…” he stammered. Then bowed. “Please accept my apology for earlier. May I ask—who trained you? I’ve been practicing medicine for over thirty years, and I’ve never seen anything like that.”
“You wanna know my master’s name? What, planning to go kneel at his door and call me ‘senior’?”
Seth smirked, peeling off his gloves, head tilted at the now starry-eyed Dr. Mark.
“Then do me a favor—watch this device. Don’t take it off. Three hours.”
“Wait, where are you going?” Rose and Mark blurted out in unison.
“To actually do something useful—whip up the meds he needs,” Seth said casually, tossing a lazy wave over his shoulder as he walked off.
Behind him, Rose's cheeks flushed just a little. Mr. Tyrel, now fully awake, stared after Seth’s fading silhouette with a mix of awe and curiosity.
“Well, looks like that kid just saved my life,” he said, eyes gleaming. “Make sure your father gives him one hell of a reward.”
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"Where’s the patient? Let me get this over with!" A sharp voice rang out from the doorway as Dr. Franklin rushed in.
"Doctor, someone already treated Mr. Tyrel. A young genius doctor—"
“Bullshit!” Franklin snapped, cutting Mark off mid-sentence. “Mr. Tyrel isn’t suffering from some minor flu you can fix with a magic pill!”
He gave a polite nod toward Rose, then shot a quick glance at the supposedly dying old man—who was now sitting up looking shockingly alert.
“Dr. Franklin, I truly appreciate you coming all the way here,” Rose said, gesturing politely toward the door. “But as you can see, my grandfather is already awake thanks to Seth. He said he'd be back in three hours to finish the treatment. I'll make sure a generous gift is sent to your residence. Please, allow us to see you off.”
Franklin’s face darkened. Who the hell is this nobody, stealing my high-profile case?
“Waking a dying man isn’t hard,” he sneered. “You just pump him full of high-dose stimulants—hell, even a vegetable would open their eyes. The real question is how you cure him.”
“I’m starting to think that Seth guy is a fraud,” he spat. “Probably realized he couldn’t finish the job and ran off with the money!”
Rose’s heart sank. It had been over two hours since Seth left. And though her grandfather had seemed stable at first, he was clearly deteriorating now. What if Franklin’s right?
She quickly dialed Seth’s number. The call connected—but before she could say a word, he hung up on her.
Her expression hardened. “…What do you want to do?”
She exhaled sharply. In her mind, the scales tipped toward the trusted, world-famous Dr. Franklin.
“Surgery. Right now,” he said flatly.
Before anyone could stop him, Franklin slammed the switch on the machine. Mark tried to intervene but was too slow—red liquid in the tube reversed direction with a sudden rush.
A high-pitched alarm blared.
Mr. Tyrel’s body slumped. His eyes rolled back.
“Grandpa!” Rose screamed.
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Chapter 24: Fractures Beneath the Skin.
The edge of the cliff loomed far above them like a broken crown. Seth lay at the bottom, half his body skewered by a branch thick as his arm. It had ripped clean through his side, puncturing flesh and muscle as blood oozed slowly from the wound, dark and thick.Nearby, Rose knelt, shivering and wounded but alive, thanks only to the way Seth had rejected her seat during their fall. Her dress was torn, her knees were bruised, and arms were scraped, but her eyes, her eyes were wide with something deeper than shock.She had been scared for Seth's life but now she felt a different emotion... Rage, pure, undiluted rage.Of course, Seth had passed out and come through, and now Rose had found out somethings that were better left unsaid."So it was all a lie," she said, voice eerily calm. "You never came here for me. You were after the mine, that’s why you let my family trust you, that’s why you pretended to care."Seth blinked as sweat and blood were rolling down his temple as pain spiked in
Chapter 23: The Cliff.
Vin.The humanoid radiation weapon had been her signature for years. A horrible invention that turned humans into unstable walking beasts capable of emitting waves of nuclear energy that could turn normal humans into beats that gave off harmful radiation, and now she was here.A decade of rivalry had all come down to this.Vin and Seth.The Iron Wolf of the East, and the Ghost Commander of the West.Two elite secret agents, hand picked by their respective nations to wage secret war, the winner would keep the mineral to themselves, a mineral with the power to change the world, Astralite. The mineral that now just happened to lie buried within the Tyrel family's mining zone.Vin stood atop a combat truck in the distance, her arms folded, pale hair whipping in the wind like silver flames. Her soldiers were behind her, clad in radiation suits, rifles trained and eyes sharp. But Vin didn’t need to use her soldiers, she had her creatures.The humanoid monster she had released glowed a faint
Chapter 22: Ghosts on the Road
The moment Seth hit the ignition and sped out of the hotel’s private driveway, the engine roared to life as the tires squealed as they gripped the asphalt, launching the vehicle forward into the night. In the passenger seat, Rose lay unconscious, her face bruised from the earlier fall, her limbs limp as a ragdoll. Seth kept one hand on the steering wheel, the other on his phone.“Come on, come on… Pick up Damnit.”Lucas wasn’t answering, the screen blinked, then went black.No signal.Seth’s eyes narrowed. “They’re jamming the frequency. FUCK!!!”He tossed the phone into the back seater. Whoever was after them wasn’t just some gang of street level idiots. This was organized and professional. He checked the rearview mirror and there it was as he had expected, a convoy of matte black SUVs, headlights off, driving hard at his tail.“Of course,” Seth muttered. “Nothing says friendly neighborhood assassination squads like rolling blackout trucks at 120 kilometers per hour.”Bullets explode
Chapter 21: Kisses, Tears, and Bullets?
The city lights blinked drowsily as the hour crawled past midnight. Seth sat by the wide window of his guest room, scrolling through classified documents on a holographic tablet when his private phone buzzed.There was one new message from Rose, he squinted his eyes and read the message."We need to talk, meet me at ‘that’ hotel, now!!!"There were no emojis, just text that slurred just slightly. He thought to himself, “that was like her, rude as always,” but something about it felt off, besides, the mention of the very specific hotel told him she meant business.Having stared at it for a second he tossed the tablet aside and grabbing his coat.The hotel was quiet. The lobby hummed with soft jazz music and rich laughter. Seth didn’t bother checking in, he knew exactly which suite to head for, it was the room where they had first met each other, the room where it all began, all thanks to a very passionate night. Within minutes, he reached the room door and knocked once but no answer c
Chapter 20: Hidden Agendas and Holographic Maps.
The Tyrel estate was quiet when Seth stepped outside. His hands, deep in his pockets, and he looked every bit the picture of idle boredom, but his brain was already spinning gears too fast for most to follow. Rose’s outburst. General Cane’s suspicion. The increasing tension around Velkor City. It all smelled like something was about to break.And it didn’t help that his comm link buzzed in his pocket like a very rude wasp.He clicked the receiver into his ear without breaking his stride. “Talk.”“Good evening Boss, unfortunately, I may have got bad news.” Lucas said with a tight voice. “Our informant’s gone dark and it is not looking pretty.”That woke Seth up at the sound of that.“Where?”“Lumina,” Lucas said. “Just outside the eastern border checkpoint. The man on the operation made his last report three hours ago. Since then, nothing. No pings, no comms. Not even a post, it's like he just vanished.”Seth’s jaw clenched. “You think he was compromised?”“There’s no other explanation
Chapter 19: Bitter Wine and Sharp Tongues.
The room had just begun to settle after Rose’s explosive declaration. The music, once soft and elegant, had turned awkward and quiet. Servants whispered behind polished doors, politicians shifted uncomfortably, and even the chandeliers above seemed unsure whether to keep glowing or fall off the ceiling.Rose’s mother, Lysa, stood frozen for one long, thunderous moment. Her face twisted with a mix of rage, disbelief, and that distinct look of shame at her one and only daughter.Then, without a word, she turned sharply on her heel and stormed out of the hall, her dress swirling behind her. The sound of her heels echoed through the halls as all turned to watch her leave.Mr. Mason, however, didn’t even flinch. He was grinning like he’d just watched a very satisfying ending to the scene he had just witnessed.“Well then!” he said, clapping his hands together. “That settles it. Let’s set a date!”Everyone in the room blinked.Except General Cane.He stepped forward, his jaw tightened, his
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