2025-06-19 22:38:37“What the hell is going on?! Didn’t you say you could save him?!” Rose spun around, fury blazing in her eyes as she glared at Franklin.
“I–I… I did…” Franklin stammered, completely rattled. He couldn’t even meet her gaze. Things had spiraled far beyond what he’d anticipated. Treating a conscious Tyrel was one thing—reviving a nearly dead lion was another.
“Well, uh… this is just a… a normal reaction in the process,” he muttered, voice dry. “Now we just need to operate—immediately. We can still save him.”
“Dr. Mark, I need your help,” he snapped, already shifting the blame in his mind in case things went south.
“Doctor, I really don’t think that’s going to work…” Mark said cautiously.
“Shut it! I said it’ll work, so it will! I’ve been a doctor for over fifty damn years—there’s no illness I can’t cure. Now get the anesthesia ready!”
With a crazed yell, Franklin grabbed a scalpel and lunged toward the old man.
Rose gasped, instinctively reaching out—but before she could stop him, there was a sharp clang.
The scalpel hit the ground.
Franklin dropped to his knees with a groan, clutching his hand in pain.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”
Seth’s voice thundered through the room. In his hand, a vial of golden serum shook violently—he’d just thrown a coin to stop the blade.
“Thank God you’re here,” Rose exhaled and kicked Franklin aside. “This hack tore off your equipment and tried to slice open my grandfather. He almost killed him!”
“Please—check on him! He passed out again!” Rose begged.
Seth gave a low scoff and fed the serum to the old man. His cold eyes locked on the nervous Dr. Mark.
“So. You didn’t trust me. You let this clown touch my patient?”
“No, no—it's not what you think,” Rose cut in, voice flustered. “He tricked me! Said you screwed everything up and ran off. That’s the only reason I let him take over.”
“And I called you the second I found out! You hung up on me before I said a word!”
“Oh, so now it’s my fault?” Seth sneered, arms crossed.
Rose flushed, embarrassed and furious. The tension between them thickened—until a weak cough from the bed snapped their heads around.
“Grandpa!” Rose rushed over, eyes wet. Tyrel was awake—color back in his face.
“Young man… thank you. You’ve saved me. Twice now.” Tyrel’s gaze was clear and full of respect. “You’re so young, yet so skilled. Where did you learn—”
“Sir,” Seth interrupted, voice calm but firm. “As much as I hate to say it, thanks to a certain idiot doctor’s stunt, your illness wasn’t fully cured. I’ve stabilized it for now. But to finish the job, you’ll need three more treatments.”
“Then do it.”
The voice came from the doorway—low, powerful, and commanding.
Everyone turned.
A tall, broad-shouldered man stepped in, flanked by the three white-bearded board members.
When they saw Tyrel sitting up—awake—the room shifted. Tension gave way to stunned relief.
Tyrel Enterprises had just been pulled back from the brink.
"Please allow me, on behalf of all 300 members of the Tyrel family, to bow to you. You’ve saved our entire bloodline!"
With a thud, the middle-aged man dropped to his knees. Before Seth could help him up, Rose rushed forward, grabbing the man's arm with trembling hands.
“Dad…” she whispered.
So this was the current head of the Tyrel family—Bryan Tyrel.
"I really can't accept such a gesture, Mr. Tyrel," Seth said, arms crossed. "Please, get up."
"Watch your tone. Who do you think you are, talking to my father like that?" Rose’s voice turned cold.
“Rose,” Bryan shot her a warning look, then turned back to Seth with deep gratitude in his eyes. “The fact that my father is even awake—it’s all thanks to your miraculous hands. If there’s anything else you need, just say the word. We’ll give it everything we’ve got.”
“I’d love to help,” Seth said calmly. “But I’m afraid there are people out there who think I’m some fraud—some street charlatan.”
He paused just long enough. Bryan caught on immediately.
“Don’t worry,” he said firmly. “That quack who dared question you—I’ve already had my men detain him. Scum like that, who plays with lives, deserves to rot in prison for the rest of his days.”
Seth gave a satisfied nod. “Well then, it’s actually simple. All you need is to get your hands on NOVA-4. Once we have that, your father will be out of the woods.”
The room fell silent. Faces turned stiff.
NOVA-4. The legendary serum. Just a single drop was worth more than gold.
Even when the former president was on his deathbed, he’d dispatched entire fleets of agents and plastered the black market with rewards—but came up empty.
And now Seth wanted them to find it?
Was he kidding, or just crazy?
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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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