2026-07-06 23:46:25At that moment, hearing what Nathan had just said — that calm, unwavering declaration that he was going to help Vivienne regardless of what Claire thought — the secretary got even more angry.
Her face flushed with fury.
Her hands clenched so tightly at her sides that her knuckles went white.
"Did you just say you are not going to go?!" Claire's voice rose sharply, trembling with barely controlled rage. "You are going to help her?! Huh?! Are you crazy?!"
She took a step forward, her entire body radiating hostility.
"You con artist!" she spat, her voice dripping with venom. "Do you have what it takes to lay your filthy hands on my lady?! Do you?! Do you think that useless hand of yours is qualified enough to even *touch* my lady?!"
She jabbed a finger toward Nathan, her eyes blazing.
"Never!" she continued, her voice rising with each word. "That useless hand of yours is not qualified enough! That useless brain of yours that is not even a doctor's brain — it is never qualified enough! You are just a pharmacist! A pharmacist who literally makes drugs! That is what you are!"
She paused, breathing heavily, her chest heaving with anger.
"And you are not even good at it!" she added, her voice sharp and cutting. "You stole the formula! You stole someone else's work! You built everything on lies and theft! And you think — you actually think — that I will allow you to touch my lady?! For even a moment?!"
She stared at Nathan, waiting for him to respond, waiting for him to argue or defend himself or back down.
But Nathan said nothing.
He just stood there, his expression calm and unreadable, his hands loose at his sides.
He did not argue, he did not defend himself, he did not look away, he just... waited.
And somehow, that made Claire even angrier.
She hated his calmness. She hated the way he stood there like her words did not affect him at all. She hated the way he looked at her with those steady, unbothered eyes, like he had expected every single thing she had just said and was not remotely concerned about any of it.
It made her feel like she was the one who was out of control.
Like she was the one who did not understand what was happening.
And she hated that most of all.
Behind her, she heard Vivienne's breathing — shallow, labored, each breath sounding harder than the last.
Claire's jaw tightened.
She knew Vivienne was angry with her.
She knew Vivienne had given an order.
And she knew she could not disobey.
Not when Vivienne was in this condition.
Not when the boss had made her decision clear.
Claire took a slow, shaky breath, forcing herself to regain some semblance of control.
Then she looked at Nathan again, and this time her voice was quieter.
Colder.
More dangerous.
"I don't care what you have to do," Claire said slowly, each word deliberate and precise. "But just know this."
She took another step closer, her eyes locked on his.
"If you do anything that is going to hurt her..." Claire's voice dropped to barely above a whisper. "If you intentionally do anything to hurt my young lady... just know I am going to kill you."
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At that moment, Vivienne stood there, utterly surprised.Utterly shocked.She could barely comprehend what had just happened — what *he* had just done.This stranger.This man she barely knew, he had literally healed her.Completely.In less than an hour, he had accomplished what teams of world-class doctors had failed to do over the course of two years.But there was something else beneath the shock and gratitude.Something deeper, something she could not quite name.It was a feeling of warmth.Not physical warmth, though that was part of it.But a different kind of warmth — emotional, spiritual, something that made her feel like she was standing in a very special place. A place she had never been before. A place she never wanted to leave.She wanted to stay in this moment.She wanted to hold onto this feeling of safety and healing and rightness.But reality was crashing back in around her.The pavement beneath her feet.The cold afternoon air.The bodyguards standing frozen in awkwa
Chapter 26
He had no other choice then, did he?Nathan's muscles tensed slightly, preparing to execute the techniques his body somehow knew — preparing to use what his fragmented memories called the Iron Fist style, a brutal and efficient combat system designed for exactly this kind of close-quarters situation.The bodyguard with the knife raised it slightly, adjusting his grip, preparing to make the cut.Two paces away now.Then one.Nathan's fist clenched.His spiritual energy began to flow, gathering in his arms and legs, preparing for the explosive burst of speed and strength he would need to—"What the hell do you think you are doing?!"The voice cut through the tension like a thunderclap.It was not loud.It was not a shout.But it carried absolute authority — the kind of authority that made everyone freeze in place instinctively, including the bodyguard with the knife raised just inches from Nathan's face.Everyone's heads snapped toward the source of the voice.Vivienne Sterling was stan
Chapter 25
At that moment, two of the strongest-looking security guards stepped forward in response to Claire's command.They moved with purpose, their expressions cold and professional, their hands reaching for the tactical knives they kept holstered at their belts.The blades came out with a soft metallic whisper that somehow seemed louder than it should have been in the tense silence.Sharp.Gleaming.Designed to cut through meat and bone with terrifying efficiency.They started walking toward Nathan with deliberate, measured steps, closing the distance between them with the kind of calm confidence that came from years of training and experience in doing exactly this kind of work.Claire watched them approach Nathan, and for the first time since this entire nightmare had begun, she felt a flicker of satisfaction.She knew that if she actually did this — if she actually followed through with cutting out Nathan's tongue right here and now — then at least she would not be severely punished when
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If it could be fixed.So there was no point in arguing with Nathan right now.No point in wasting breath on accusations and threats.She just needed to wait.Claire's jaw remained clenched, but she forced herself to speak in a more controlled tone."Well," she said slowly, her eyes locked on Nathan's face, "I am going to give you some minutes. Some minutes to see what is actually going to happen."The unspoken threat hung in the air between them: *And if she dies, you die with her.*Nathan nodded slightly, acknowledging the threat without seeming particularly concerned about it.And that calm acceptance — that complete lack of fear or defensiveness — only made Claire angrier.But she said nothing more.She turned away from Nathan and moved closer to where Vivienne was still bent forward on the pavement, her body trembling, her breathing labored.Claire knelt beside her employer, one hand hovering near Vivienne's shoulder but not quite touching, unsure whether contact would help or mak
Chapter 23
At that moment, upon seeing what was happening — upon seeing Vivienne bent forward in agony, vomiting up that thick, whitish substance that looked like corrupted pus — the secretary's face transformed into something beyond fury.It was certainty.Cold, absolute certainty that she had been right all along."I knew it," Claire said, her voice low and venomous. "I knew it. I knew that you were just a quack. I knew that nothing good was going to come from you."She took a step closer to where the bodyguards were holding Nathan, her eyes blazing with barely controlled rage."I blindly allowed you to do this," she continued, her voice rising slightly. "Yes, I blindly allowed you to touch the young miss when I knew — I *knew* — that nothing good was going to come from you. How could I have made such a mistake? How could I have been so stupid?"Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, her entire body trembling with fury and self-recrimination.Nathan looked at her calmly, despite being hel
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Vivienne was still lurching forward, her body rigid, her fists clenched so tightly her knuckles had gone white. Her face was twisted in an expression of pain — not the same unbearable, all-consuming agony she had been experiencing before, but something sharp and intense nonetheless.Like her body was fighting.Like whatever Nathan had done had triggered some kind of internal war, and her system was violently purging everything that did not belong.She looked like she was in pain.Terrible pain.Maybe even worse pain than before.Claire's mind went blank for a moment.Then it filled with fury."What the hell have you done to her?!" Claire's voice exploded across the space, sharp and accusing. "What the hell have you done to her?!"She took a step toward Nathan, her entire body trembling with rage."She has never vomited before!" Claire continued, her voice rising with each word. "Never! Not once! Ever since those doctors started treating her, she has never vomited before! What the hell
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