2026-07-26 10:44:07The surrounding crowd gasped. Several interns and nurses who knew Vanessa immediately began whispering among themselves.
Melvin stood still, watching her theatrical performance. Through his Astral Sight, he could clearly read her physiological state.
He already know her pulse was rapid, her adrenaline spiking not from genuine heartbreak or guilt, but from naked, desperate greed. She saw his rising status, and she wanted to leech off it once more.
A faint, cold smile touched the corner of Melvin’s lips. He raised his voice slightly, allowing his qi-infused words to carry cleanly across the entire vaulted lobby.
"Coerced." Melvin let the word sit in the air until it curdled.
"Marlowe Street. Forty-second floor. Every Tuesday and every Friday for six months." His voice carried clean across the vaulted lobby, unhurried, pitched for the back row. "Gavin told me himself, three minutes before he kicked me across a doorframe. He was very proud of one detail in particular."
Vanessa's face drained white.
Melvin took one step closer. "Some of those nights I was parked on the street below, running fares in the rain to cover your restaurant bills. And you used to stand on his balcony and watch my car."
The lobby fell dead silent.
"Wh-What...?" Vanessa paled, her lips quivering.
"Yesterday, when you threw that ring onto the wet pavement and called me a worthless beggar, did Gavin coerce you then?" Melvin continued smoothly, taking a slow step toward her. "When you laughed while he tried to break my hands, were you coerced then?"
Whispers erupted instantly among the crowd like a roaring wave:
"Wait, she cheated on him with the Vice Director's nephew for six months?" "And now that Gavin is broken in a hospital bed, she comes crawling back?" "How shameless! Look at her crying crocodile tears!" "I always knew she was a gold-digger..."
Vanessa’s face burned with intense, agonizing shame as the disgusted glares of her colleagues pierced her like hot needles.
The image she had spent eleven months constructing — the poised first-year resident who had earned her promotion on merit — came apart in front of forty colleagues in under a minute.
"Melvin... please, don't say that in front of everyone!" Vanessa sobbed, her voice breaking as she dropped to her knees right in the middle of the lobby, grabbing at the hem of his trousers.
"I was foolish! I was tempted by money, but I realize now that money means nothing without you! I'll do anything, Melvin! I'll leave the hospital, I'll be your dutiful wife, just please don't abandon me!"
Melvin looked down at the woman kneeling at his feet. A day ago, her betrayal had felt like a mortal wound to his soul. Today, looking at her pathetic crawl, he felt nothing but profound indifference.
He stepped back, effortlessly pulling his trouser hem from her grasp.
"A diamond ring bought with six months of honest labor meant nothing to you," Melvin said coldly, his voice echoing with absolute finality. "Don't pretend your tears are worth a single cent to me today. Our five years died the moment that ring hit the mud."
He turned his back on her without a second glance.
"Melvin! MELVIN!" Vanessa shrieked, reaching out uselessly as he walked toward the exit.
The surrounding staff looked at her kneeling figure with pure disdain and mockery. Nobody offered a hand to help her up. Nobody uttered a single word of sympathy.
Left alone on the cold marble floor under the judging eyes of the entire hospital, Vanessa collapsed completely, weeping in bitter, irreversible ruin. She had sacrificed her dignity, her honor, and the one man who would have given her the world—all for a illusion that had collapsed in a single day.
The echoes of Vanessa’s public humiliation had barely settled before panic tore through the executive floor of Apex Medical Center.
Inside his opulent, mahogany-paneled office, Vice Director Victor Vance paced like a caged beast. Cold sweat soaked the collar of his designer shirt. His face was ghastly pale, his eyes wide with unadulterated fear.
"He saved the Sterling heiress... He gave away a hundred grand like pocket change... And now the entire hospital is talking about him!" Victor muttered, slamming his fists onto his desk.
If Melvin remained at Apex Medical Center, it was only a matter of time before Lady Beatrix Sterling investigated why such a miraculous doctor had been forced to work as a blacklisted intern. The secret payoffs Victor had accepted from dark pharmaceutical fronts, his illegal blacklisting of top medical graduates, his medical negligence—all of it would be laid bare.
"No... I won't let a nobody destroy me!" Victor gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with lethal malice.
He pulled a encrypted satellite phone from a hidden safe behind a painting, dialing a private number. "It's Vance. I need a cleanup job tonight. Four men. Make it look like a street robbery gone wrong in the alley behind the hospital's west gate. Fifty thousand dollars—half upfront from my Cayman account."
Night fell over Sargana City, painting the sky in deep shades of violet and midnight blue.
Melvin stepped out of the hospital's western service exit, pulling his coat tight against the chilly evening breeze. The narrow brick alleyway leading toward the main street was dimly lit, shadowed by towering concrete walls and rusted fire escapes.
As he took a few steps into the quiet corridor, the air around him suddenly grew heavy.
Four heavy pairs of footsteps echoed from both ends of the alleyway, blocking off all exits. Four burly men in dark hoodies stepped out of the shadows. The leader, a scarred man with a snake tattoo creeping up his neck, casually flipped open a heavy serrated switchblade.
"Wrong place at the wrong time, kid," the scarred man sneered, his voice raspy. "Hand over your wallet and phone, and maybe we'll leave you with enough teeth to drink your dinner through a straw."
Melvin stopped in his tracks. He didn't panic and didn’t even raise his hands. Instead, his eyes flashed with a faint, iridescent golden light as he activated Astral Sight.
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The public did not recover its trust that week, yet it stopped sliding. The families who had met Melvin in the small room went home and told their neighbours what they had heard. The anchors kept logging their pulses at the gates, and the cold patches kept walking in the same order.Chen came to the window with the ledger under his arm. He looked out at the car park, at the striped canopies and the folding chairs, and at the volunteers who sat on their positions with their hands folded."It will not come back fully, Doctor. Not in a month, and perhaps not in a year.""No. It will hold, though, Chen. That is the most a broken trust can give us at the start."Evelyn's raw data reached the western hospital by the second bell, and the anchors sent copies of every log down the line to the car park. For the first time since the eastern arc, the volunteers heard the census read aloud in their own voices, and they listened without fear.Lin's frame chirped on the sill beside them. She had bee
Chapter 213
"Why did nobody warn us?" the next family asked. Melvin told them about the census, the rotation, and the four hundred anchors who were learning to read a pulse by hand. He told them what the cold patches had done to the north wing, and what Yan Shou had done to the chamber under the delta.Nobody in the room interrupted him. When he finished, the father nodded slowly and asked for a copy of the map.Ruth Alden's husband came last, and he did not sit down. He held a folded cushion against his chest, the same faded blue cushion his wife had carried to the car park every morning for nine weeks."She brought this every day, Doctor. The chair was hard, and she said she would not sit on bare concrete for anyone." His voice was steady, and his hands were not."Then she should have it back on her position, and the anchors will put it there. Chen, record the cushion against her name.""It is already recorded, Doctor," Chen said quietly, and he wrote a line in the margin.By the afternoon ther
Chapter 212
The councillor wrote the figure on his slate and underlined it twice.Merrow took the stand in a grey suit that hung loose on his frame. He described the afternoon he had stood in a doorway and watched his own hands. The councillors wrote it down without looking up from their slates.Lu was not in the hall. Mo's wardens had kept him at the crater with his plates and his brush, and the high table had not asked for him. Melvin noticed that the seat Lu had been promised stayed empty all morning."Councillor, it is being read aloud by a voice that has already decided how the sentence ends." Merrow's voice cracked only once, on the last word.A murmur ran along the benches. Iris Varga sat at the centre of the high table in her grey federal coat, and she did not write anything down. She waited until the murmur died before she spoke."Doctor Melvin, the council has heard that a man on a slab can be spoken through. Can you show us how it is stopped?""Doss will show you, Councillor, with a pr
Chapter 211
"Sun Wen, do you give your consent? Freely, and in your own voice, with the right to stop whenever Doss says so.""Given," the old carrier said, and he crawled across the gravel on his hands and knees.He reached the litter and laid his palm flat on Merrow's wrist. Merrow's body went rigid under the blankets, and the cords stood out along his neck. The core under Sun Wen's hand gave one deep note that Melvin felt through the stone."Old carrier, you have no right to this vein." The voice hissed through Merrow's throat."I had no right to a thousand years in the dark, Yan Shou. I took them anyway, and I am still holding."Merrow's heart stuttered. Doss's hand flew to his throat, and her lips began to count aloud. Melvin watched the old carrier's palm darken and then brighten against the wrist.The voice fought him for almost a minute. It pushed up through Merrow's chest in short hard waves, and each wave broke against the full core. The blankets slipped from Merrow's shoulders, and his
Chapter 210
Melvin looked at Lin's frame. The sixty-fourth chamber's readings glowed beside the census map, and the thread from the carrier's socket ran up the shaft toward the disc beneath him. He had read that carrier for an hour that afternoon, and he had felt a patience in the slow beat that no living man should have.The council had sealed Yan Ming alive so that his brother could keep a seat on the deputy's bench. Melvin understood now that the bargain had never been fair to both of them. He had spent two days learning the carrier's architecture, and he had begun to think of the sixty-fourth entry as a living man who had been filed away."Doctor, do I stop him?" Doss asked over the line, her voice thin."Not yet. Let him talk, and get me every word. Then tell him I need a reason to bring anyone up out of the stone."Lin's voice cut in from the frame. "The thread is warming, Melvin. The sixty-fourth socket has started reaching for the line again.""Let it reach. It can't pull what it hasn't g
Chapter 209
"So Yan Shou's proxy came through the gate wearing Lu's face. Hui saw the face and let it in, and then someone killed him and wrote a fever over the death," Melvin reasoned."That's the reading, Doctor. I have entered charges against the dead man for the record, as the law requires. The charge is obstruction of a sealed escort, and the defendant is Gate Warden Hui," Chen said, and his voice did not change at all."Enter a second charge against the physician who signed the record, in the same ink.""Already entered, Doctor.""Then keep every entry open for the federal observers, Chen. Varga will want to read every name before she reads a single rule."Outside, the light had turned copper over the crater rim, and the cots along the edge of the stone threw long shadows across the disc. A cold wind came off the far ridges, and the marshals pulled their coats tighter.Lin had not spoken for several minutes. She stood with the frame in one hand and the day's sheet in the other, and she was
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