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Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Three
The morning sun was hitting the glass of the Novax lobby, making everything look shiny and expensive, but inside, the vibe was pure trash. Jonah stood by the elevators, his hands stuffed into his pockets to hide how hard he was clenching his fists. It was a brand new day, but it didn't feel like a fresh start. It felt like the beginning of a long, slow nightmare. Firman was currently strutting across the lobby like he had personally paid for the marble floors. He was stopping to inspect the art on the walls, whispering to his own assistants, and giving the Novax security guards these little condescending nods that made Jonah’s blood boil. He was settling into Novax like he owned the place, and it was getting on Jonah’s nerves in a way he couldn't even describe. It was like watching a thief walk into your house and start complaining about the color of your curtains."Nice place Kaelen’s got here," Firman said, loud enough for the nearby staff to hear. "A bit flashy for my taste, but I
Chapter One Hundred and Seventy Two
The living room was dark, save for the flickering blue light of the massive flat screen mounted on the wall. Miranda was sprawled out on her couch, surrounded by a pile of empty snack wrappers and a half-finished bottle of lukewarm water. She was currently six episodes deep into a crime series she’d been bingeing since yesterday, mostly because she hadn't had anything serious to do over the last few days. Her life had been annoyingly quiet lately, and silence was something she usually only enjoyed when she was lining up a shot from a hundred yards away. She stared at the screen, her eyes narrowing as the lead "detective" on the show decided to kick down a door without checking the hinges or calling for backup. Miranda let out a loud, frustrated groan, tossing a pillow at the TV. "Oh, come on!" she yelled at the empty room. "You don't just stand in the fatal funnel like an idiot! You’re going to get your head blown off, you absolute amateur."Honestly, she felt like beating the crap
Chapter One Hundred and Seventy One
The silence in Kaelen’s office usually felt like a shield, a barrier between him and the chaotic demands of the billion-dollar empire he had built from nothing. Now, that same silence felt like a heavy, suffocating shroud. Jonah stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the tail lights of the black SUVs fade into the city traffic. Mirella was gone. The heart of the building had been ripped out, and in its place, the oily, triumphant energy of Firman and Darren lingered like a bad smell. He didn't wait for the dust to settle. He pulled his phone from his pocket, his thumb hovering over the screen for a fraction of a second as he braced himself. He hit the speed dial for the encrypted line.Kaelen picked up on the second ring. His voice was sharp, cutting through the static with a frantic, jagged edge that made Jonah’s chest ache."Jonah? Is she okay? Did they take her? Was there any trouble during the hand-off?"Jonah took
Chapter One Hundred and Seventy
The lobby of the Novax headquarters was still vibrating with the silent, heavy tension of Mirella being wheeled toward the exit when a sudden, violent commotion erupted at the main entrance. The sound of shouting and the rhythmic thud of heavy boots on the polished floorboards cut through the quiet like a gunshot. Jonah’s head snapped toward the noise, his instincts on high alert as he saw a bunch of armed men trying to force their way past the heavy sliding glass doors.These weren't common street thugs or random protesters; they were wearing professional tactical gear, moving with a disciplined aggression that suggested they were high-end private security. However, the Novax company security team weren't exactly slouches either. Kaelen had spent millions ensuring that his headquarters was a fortress, and within seconds, his guards had formed a defensive line, their hands hovering over their holsters as they blocked the path of the intruders."
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Nine
The sun was reflecting off the glass facade of the Novax headquarters in a way that made the entire building look like a pillar of pure gold. Riley stepped out of the back of the sleek black car, squinting against the glare as she smoothed out the front of her designer dress. She felt a surge of genuine, electric excitement buzzing under her skin. It was the kind of high she hadn't felt in years, not even when she’d first married Kaelen. She glanced up at the massive structure, a predatory smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. Sure, the court's ruling hadn't been the total, soul-crushing victory she’d been aiming for, but it was a massive improvement over being shut out entirely. She wasn't the "third party" that would be monitoring the company—the court had appointed some boring firm for that—but she was here for something much more personal today. Today, she was here to claim her property. She looked at the boy stand
Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Eight
The white noise of the high-security lab was a constant, humming presence, but to Kaelen, it felt like a physical weight pressing against his eardrums. He stood at the center of a glass-walled containment unit, his hands steady as he calibrated a series of precision injectors, but his eyes were hollow. He looked like a man who hadn't slept in a week, mostly because he hadn't. Around him, a dozen other world-class researchers moved with clinical efficiency. They were all wearing pressurized suits, looking like ghosts in the sterile, blue-tinted light. Kaelen was at the forefront of this entire operation, his mind being the crucial engine driving the project forward. They were currently in the middle of the most significant trial yet: trying to replicate the specific genetic sequence responsible for the radical cellular regeneration they’d seen in the original test subject. The target was a chimp, a massive male currently sedated in a reinforced titanium cage. If the gene-splicing w
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