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CHAPTER 45
Outside St. Catherine's Medical Center, Alexander sat in the Land Rover, the engine idling quietly. His phone was pressed to his ear, and his voice was cold enough to freeze blood."Liam, I need you to handle something else.""Yes, sir," came the immediate response."Charles Westbrook. I want his subsidiary companies hit. All of them. Starting now." Alexander's voice was clinical, detached, as if he were ordering military strikes rather than corporate warfare. "Westbrook Technologies, Westbrook Pharmaceuticals, Westbrook Real Estate—I want financial pressure applied to each one. Simultaneously.""What kind of pressure, sir?""The kind that makes them bleed," Alexander said flatly. "Frozen credit lines. Cancelled contracts with major partners. Regulatory investigations into their business practices. I want every subsidiary feeling the squeeze within the next six hours."There was a pause on the other end as Liam processed the orders. "Sir, that level of coordinated action will require
CHAPTER 44
The tension that had been suffocating the Mitchell family for hours suddenly released like a dam breaking. Sophia felt her knees go weak with relief, and she would have collapsed if her mother hadn't been there to steady her."Emma's going to live," Margaret whispered, her voice thick with tears. "Oh God, she's going to live."Richard wrapped his arms around both women, pulling them into a tight embrace. For a moment, they simply stood there in the hospital corridor, holding each other, letting the relief wash over them in waves.But Sophia's mind couldn't quite settle. Something about this whole situation felt... off. She pulled back slightly, looking at Dr. Richardson who was preparing to leave."Doctor, wait," she called out. "Can I ask you something?"Dr. Richardson paused, turning back with professional patience. "Of course, Mrs. Mitchell.""You said the authorization came from the highest level," Sophia said slowly. "Was it really the War God? The one everyone's been talking abo
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The threat worked. Sophia fell silent, though she continued to glare at Alexander with pure hatred.Alexander looked at her for a long moment—this woman who'd borne his child, who'd suffered because of circumstances he couldn't control, who hated him with every fiber of her being."I'm sorry," he said finally, his voice soft. "For everything you've been through. For everything you think I did. I'm truly sorry."Then he turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing down the corridor.Sophia watched him go, her chest heaving with anger and pain and c
CHAPTER 43 PART 1
The threat worked. Sophia fell silent, though she continued to glare at Alexander with pure hatred.Alexander looked at her for a long moment—this woman who'd borne his child, who'd suffered because of circumstances he couldn't control, who hated him with every fiber of her being."I'm sorry," he said finally, his voice soft. "For everything you've been through. For everything you think I did. I'm truly sorry."Then he turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing down the corridor.Sophia watched him go, her chest heaving with anger and pain and confusion. She wanted to scream after him, to curse him more, but the words wouldn't come.Margaret immediately turned on her daughter. "Are you INSANE? He was offering to help! He could have saved Emma and you drove him away!""I don't want his help!" Sophia insisted. "I don't want anything from him!""Your pride is going to kill your daughter!" Margaret shouted, the nurse's warning forgotten. "Do you understand that? Emma is DYING and you j
CHAPTER 42 PART 2
Alexander arrived at St. Catherine's Medical Center fifteen minutes later, the Land Rover screeching to a halt in the emergency parking area. He ignored the security guard's protests, striding through the entrance with such commanding presence that people instinctively moved out of his way.The hospital lobby was bright and sterile, filled with the usual mix of worried families, exhausted medical staff, and the omnipresent smell of antiseptic. Alexander's eyes scanned the directory, locating the pediatric wing.As he approached the corridor leading to Emma's room, he caught sight of three figures sitting on the tiled floor near the waiting area.Sophia Mitchell sat with her back against the wall, her knees drawn up, her broken arm in its sling resting awkwardly across her lap. Her face was streaked with tears, her eyes vacant and hollow. She looked utterly defeated.Margaret and Richard stood nearby, and they were clearly arguing about something. Their voices carried down the hall, hu
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Alexander's jaw clenched as he pulled out his phone, dialing rapidly. "Marcus, what's the name of the hospital?""St. Catherine's Medical Center, sir. Emma is in the pediatric wing, Room 3.""I'm heading there now." Alexander ended the call and immediately dialed another number as he strode toward the garage.The call connected on the first ring. "Liam.""Sir!" The voice on the other end snapped to attention immediately. Liam Foster was one of Alexander's most efficient assistants—a logistics expert who'd coordinated supply chains for entire military campaigns. If Alexander needed something done, Liam made it happen."I need you to handle something immediately," Alexander said, climbing into the Land Rover. The engine roared to life. "My daughter Emma Mitchell is at St. Catherine's Medical Center. She needs a bone marrow transplant. I want all medical expenses covered. Everything. No limits.""Understood, sir. I'll contact the hospital director immediately.""Make it clear this order
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