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Chapter 577 Bath As a Web Trap
At the Vasconcelos Mansion, dusk slipped in through the windows. Nadir sat chatting about her workday, her voice animated as she vented her frustrations. Meanwhile, her husband Sandro remained handcuffed to the bed, the blanket barely covering his nakedness. Strangely, neither seemed particularly bothered by the absurdity of his current state.“I told your stubborn niece that Lawrence is a criminal,” Nadir huffed, slipping off her high heels. “But did she believe me? Of course not!”Sandro raised a brow. “She really wants the money from Lawrence’s dirty empire that badly?”“No,” Nadir sighed. “She just thinks I’m jealous because she landed the contract.”Rolling his eyes, Sandro scoffed. “Oh Lord... Let me guess — she also accused you of trying to take advantage while her father’s stuck in a hospital bed?”“She practically neighed that in my face,” Nadir replied with an eye roll of her own.As she approached the bed, her fingers trailed sensually across her husband’s broad, graying ch
Chapter 576 A Miracle in the Hospital
Night was falling gently over the Braspolis General Hospital.In one of the rooms, Ryan lay unconscious, surrounded by the sterile rhythm of medical equipment. His heartbeats pulsed steadily on the multiparameter monitor beside his bed, while a thin stream of oxygen flowed gently through the tubes nestled in his nostrils. An IV bag hung silently from a metal stand, releasing its medication drop by drop into a vein on his left arm.The door opened with a low creak, and Romulo stepped inside. His movements were slow, almost uncertain, as if each step carried the weight of all the guilt and grief he’d been suppressing.His eyes brimmed with tears that could no longer be held back, and his mouth trembled as he fought to contain the sobs threatening to escape. The hospital was no place for an outburst — but his pain was too great to conceal.Behind him, Mark and Ribeiro entered, escorting him with a quiet, watchful presence. Two other officers remained stationed at the door, hands resting
Chapter 575 Lawrence Lost Control
Lawrence was falling apart. His normally composed face was flushed with panic, eyes wide and darting, his hair disheveled, and his breathing uneven. The polished confidence that once defined him had vanished, replaced by a man barely holding himself together.In his frantic state, he didn’t even register that Miss Gonçalves’s desk was empty.Elsewhere in the bank, inside the HR office, Miss Gonçalves was hastily signing her resignation papers. Her hand trembled as she gripped the pen, but she forced herself to finish — like it was the final act of her life.Two suitcases sat beside her, silent testimony to her plan to leave Bráspolis behind and never look back.The HR clerk glanced at the bags, a quiet understanding dawning on his face. He said nothing. She signed the last form, her voice a whisper of escape.“I always wanted to see Acapulco,” she said, almost to herself.Back in Lawrence’s office, the desk phone rang sharply. The sudden noise startled him so badly he flinched before
Chapter 574 Romulo’s Last Wish
Back at Ferro House, in the elegant serenity of the master suite, the conversation was anything but calm. Briana sat on the edge of her seat, her eyes darting between Karl and Luana as they tried to unravel the events that had turned her day upside down.Vargas lingered nearby like a shadow, alert and uneasy, clearly wary of any question that might bring them too close to revealing Lord Ferro’s true identity.“You said those guys wanted to take you to their boss,” Karl pressed. “Are we talking about the same man?”“The same one who sent that witch Viviana?” Briana’s voice quivered. “Oh, Karl...”“That’s enough,” Vargas cut in, more sharply than before. “You’re agitating Mrs. Ferro even more.”Luana turned to him, unimpressed. “Seriously, Doctor? You can go back to your clinic. My friend’s doing just fine.”“I think it’s better if I stay close,” Vargas said coolly. “I don’t quite trust the two of you.”Without another word, he stepped out onto the balcony. Taking out his phone, he type
Chapter 573 Who My Boss Is
Up in the master suite, Briana sat on a small sofa, her body taut with the remnants of adrenaline, her hands clutching a steaming cup of passionfruit tea as if it might anchor her to the moment.Across from her sat Vargas, his sudden appearance unexplained but oddly comforting. Briana was too shaken to ask how he’d arrived so quickly or why.“Has anyone called Mark?” she asked, her voice weary.“Regis is handling it, madam,” Vargas assured her softly.Before he could say more, the door burst open. Karl and Luana charged into the room like a hurricane of confusion.“Girl!” Luana cried. “What happened down there?”“We came to share gossip, but apparently you’ve got your own drama to report!” Karl added breathlessly.Briana jumped slightly, nearly spilling her tea. Vargas, unfazed, raised a brow at the commotion.“Excuse me,” he said with a cool edge. “Can’t you see Mrs. Ferro needs rest?”Karl gave him a skeptical look. “Since when do you have Dr. Vargas on call, Brie?”“He just... show
Chapter 572 They Wanted to Gossip but Got More
The humor dropped from Mark’s face instantly. He rose slowly from his chair, the name weighing on him like a stone.“Romulo Ribas... at the station?” Mark’s voice was low, serious now. “You caught him?”Sandro stirred again in the bed. Though he knew he couldn’t move far — his wrists still cuffed, his strength still sapped from the brutal night with Nadir — just hearing Romulo’s name made him want to swing a fist at someone. Anyone.“He turned himself in,” Ribeiro explained. “Told us the prison riot was all a performance to set him free.”Mark exhaled, now understanding the twisted logic. “Let me guess — his boss orchestrated the whole thing?”“That’s what he claims. But he wants something in return before he officially surrenders.”Mark was already forming a reply, about to say he’d handle it. But then his gaze fell on Sandro again.The poor man. Naked, drained, still cuffed to the headboard, and yet — somehow — still smiling with genuine curiosity.Mark sighed. “I’ll call Alan Rocha
Chapter 571 Sandro Learns the Truth
Briana stood in stunned silence, eyes wide, mouth slightly parted. Her whole body was still, as if any sudden movement might shatter her. The shock of what she’d just seen had rendered her speechless.“Mrs. Ferro!” Regis’s voice broke through the haze. “Why were you standing there with the door wide open? Do you have any idea the danger you were in?”“I... I don’t know,” she managed, her voice trembling. “What was that? Julian... since when do you know how to shoot?”Julian beamed with a boyish pride. “Mrs. Ferro, did you really think your staff wouldn’t know how to handle weapons? How else could we protect you?”Regis stepped beside her, his expression still stern. “Those bastards were here to kidnap you.”He turned to Julian. “Call an ambulance, then the police. Let them deal with the bodies.”Briana’s eyes shifted to the three motionless figures strewn across the foyer. One of them wasn’t making a sound — he was likely already dead. The other two moaned and cursed, writhing on the
Chapter 570 Defeating Bandits Like a Pro
Mark fiddled with the handcuffs securing poor Sandro to the headboard, struggling to keep the conversation going in such a bizarre scenario. He couldn’t focus — his father-in-law was literally cuffed to the bed. And these weren’t the cheap novelty kind you’d find at a gag store. They were real police-issue handcuffs.“How did my mother-in-law get her hands on these?” Mark muttered, inspecting the metal restraints.“I ask myself the same thing,” Sandro replied casually, entirely too unbothered by his predicament.Mark glanced toward Milton, who lingered by the door looking mortified.“You don’t have the keys?”Milton cleared his throat awkwardly, his face flushed. “The keys would only be in Mrs. Vasconcelos’s possession, Mr. Ferro.”And with that, he excused himself quickly, clearly too embarrassed to stay in the room a second longer. If Old Madam Vasconcelos ever found out about this...Mark pulled up a chair, sat down, and let out a long, steady breath. Maybe this was the best opport
Chapter 569 Ribeiro’s Dilemma
Sergeant Ribeiro stood beside his desk, the old corded phone cradled between shoulder and ear, his tone tense but measured. The murmur of chaos filtered through the thick door behind him — boots pounding, voices barking orders, and radios crackling urgent updates.The entire precinct was in disarray, teeming with officers of all ranks reacting to the prison riot that had shattered the day’s routine.“I know it was madness, believe me,” he said into the receiver, trying to keep his voice calm despite the frenzy outside. “The commissioner will release a statement to the press clarifying everything.”Even as he spoke, the door to his office creaked open, letting the corridor's clamor spill in with greater force. He barely noticed at first — until a figure stepped inside.A man stood before him in ill-fitting clothes, the kind borrowed hastily without regard for size or style. A large hoodie draped awkwardly over his frame, the hood pulled low. A pair of sunglasses, far too small for his
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