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Author: M.U.D
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The hospital room was still, the only sound being the soft beeping of the heart monitor near Helen’s bed. Drayson’s hand was still gripped firmly in Mr. Charles’s. The air felt heavy with the weight of the secrets that had just been spilled.

Drayson looked at the older man, his mind spinning. "I know I have accepted but You’re telling me my sister is alive? Mia? I saw the fire. I saw the wreckage. How can she be alive?"

Mr. Charles didn't let go of his hand. His grip was steady and fatherly. "W
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  • 11

    The hospital room felt smaller now that the deal was signed. Mr. Charles stood by the window, his silhouette dark against the afternoon sun. He turned to look at Drayson, then at Helen, who was sitting up in bed with a determined look on her face. "The doctors are finalizing your discharge papers, Helen," Mr. Charles said, his voice deep and formal. "You will be out by tomorrow morning. After that, the clock starts ticking. I am setting the date for the grand gala for exactly three days from now. Make sure you are both ready. That night is when we change the narrative of this city." He paused, looking directly at Drayson. "I am releasing a memo to the press tonight. It will state that my daughter is engaged, but I will keep your identity a secret. I want the city to whisper. I want them to imagine a ghost. When you finally step into that ballroom, I want their hearts to stop." "I’ll be ready," Drayson said, his voice low. Mr. Charles nodded and stepped out to handle the medical

  • 10

    The hospital room was still, the only sound being the soft beeping of the heart monitor near Helen’s bed. Drayson’s hand was still gripped firmly in Mr. Charles’s. The air felt heavy with the weight of the secrets that had just been spilled.Drayson looked at the older man, his mind spinning. "I know I have accepted but You’re telling me my sister is alive? Mia? I saw the fire. I saw the wreckage. How can she be alive?"Mr. Charles didn't let go of his hand. His grip was steady and fatherly. "We found her, Drayson. My men were there that night, but we were too late to save your parents. We pulled Mia from the back of the house just as the roof collapsed. She has been in a deep sleep, a coma, for a long time. But she is waking up. She is fighting."Drayson felt a lump in his throat that he couldn't swallow. For years, he had lived as a man with no one. He had allowed the Elstons to treat him like a stray dog because he believed he truly was alone in the world."I want to see her," Dray

  • 9

    As Mikael stepped out from the quiet corner where he had been speaking with Thompson, the atmosphere in the sterile emergency room instantly changed. A wave of men, impeccably dressed and intensely serious, flowed rapidly through the hospital entrance. They were not doctors or patients; they were a private security force, quickly and efficiently commanding the space. Mikael looked sharply at Thompson. “What is happening? I thought I ordered absolute discretion.” Thompson looked bewildered for a fleeting moment. “I don’t know, sir. This wasn't us.” Then, as the men reached the reception area and gathered in front of the examination room where Helen was being treated, they suddenly and respectfully parted, creating a wide path. An elderly man in his late fifties walked in. He moved with the quiet, unquestionable authority of true power. As soon as Mikael saw him, he felt a cold certainty: this was Mr. Charles, the patriarch of the Charles empire, the man Mikael had always desperate

  • 8

    Chapter Seven: The Weight of Responsibility (Rewritten)The emergency room felt very strange and cold, a huge contrast to the warm, fancy McPherson Bar. The air smelled strongly of hospital soap and sadness. Mikael stood still by the main desk, wearing his simple dark T-shirt and jeans, with Miss Helen Charles still held safely in his arms. Mr. Thompson and two of the security men stood back, quietly watching everything.The nurse at the desk was surprised by the sudden, important-looking group, but she quickly got back to work and pushed a hospital bed on wheels forward. Mikael gently placed Miss Charles down on the bed. As he did, her eyes opened a little.“Where… what happened, Drayson?” she whispered, her voice tight with pain. She looked at Mikael, confusion replacing the panic in her eyes.“You took a bad fall, Miss Charles,” Mikael explained, his face calm and showing no emotion. “You’re at the hospital. Don’t try to move. We need to check you completely to make sure you are ok

  • 7

    Mikael pushed Mr. Thompson aside with a firm, decisive movement and started walking toward the commotion at the front of the bar. His twelve security and logistics men, all dressed in dark, expensive suits, immediately rose to follow him, a silent, intimidating wall of focused muscle. Mikael stopped them with a quick, subtle gesture of his hand. He wanted to handle this situation alone.He was dressed in simple, casual clothes...a dark T-shirt and jeans.....but the quiet intensity of his walk commanded immediate, sharp attention. His focus was absolute, his eyes fixed on the man who was still hovering over the fallen woman.Mikael reached the scene of the dispute, walking directly up to the hulking bouncer. “What exactly is happening here?” he demanded, his voice low and cutting.The bouncer, sizing up Mikael’s plain attire and ignoring his commanding tone.....mistaking him for a regular patron.....looked at him with clear annoyance and dismissiveness. “Mind your business, pal. We’re

  • 6

    .” Thompson held the car door open for Mikael, and they both climbed into the nearest sedan, the convoy starting its movement immediately. “How?” Mikael asked, his gaze fixed on the older man. “By involving the Charles family? Do you know what kind of power she has? This complicates everything.” “Believe me, I didn't willingly tell her about you, sir. She approached me with the information. She came up with the final plan that ensures your absolute freedom. You died,” Thompson said simply, sliding a set of official-looking documents and a grainy photograph across to Mikael as the car drove smoothly through the night. “A cellmate, ‘driven to fall’ by the harsh prison life, took his own life last night. Unfortunately, the circumstances were so messy that the body is ‘unidentifiable’ until an autopsy is completed. The news is already making its way through the right, bribed channels. Mikael Dray is officially gone forever.” Mikael picked up the photograph. It was blurry, showing

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