Chapter 10
Author: Jordan Croft
last update2026-09-20 05:14:23

The night sky over Riverdale was dark and heavy with storm clouds.

Inside Claire's silver Porsche, the only sound was the quiet hum of the electric engine and the steady swish of the windshield wipers.

Claire kept her hands firmly on the steering wheel, but her fingers were trembling slightly.

Every few seconds, her gaze drifted toward the passenger seat.

Ethan sat there in total silence. His faded green army shirt was wrinkled, his worn sneakers were stained with hospital antiseptic, and his d
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  • Chapter 10

    The night sky over Riverdale was dark and heavy with storm clouds.Inside Claire's silver Porsche, the only sound was the quiet hum of the electric engine and the steady swish of the windshield wipers.Claire kept her hands firmly on the steering wheel, but her fingers were trembling slightly.Every few seconds, her gaze drifted toward the passenger seat.Ethan sat there in total silence. His faded green army shirt was wrinkled, his worn sneakers were stained with hospital antiseptic, and his dented wooden toolbox rested quietly on the floor between his feet. He looked out into the rain, his expression as peaceful as an ancient monk meditating on a mountaintop.Yet, less than an hour ago, this quiet man had casually pulled an eighteen-year-old girl back from fourteen minutes of biological death.And with a single sentence, he had commanded Thomas Cross to crush one of Riverdale's wealthiest logistics dynasties."Ethan," Claire said softly, breaking the long silence."Yes?" Ethan turne

  • Chapter 9

    The operating theater was dead silent, save for the hum of ventilation.Lying on the steel table, Lily Cross looked like a statue carved from gray stone. Her limbs were stiffening. Her body temperature had dropped below eighty degrees.Standing near the glass observation window, Claire Hayes held her breath. Her hands gripped the strap of her handbag so tightly that her knuckles ached.She had seen Ethan bring her grandfather back to life earlier that morning. But her grandfather had only stopped breathing for a few minutes.Lily Cross had been dead for fourteen minutes. In the medical world, brain cells began dying after four minutes without oxygen. At fourteen minutes, irreversible brain death was absolute law.Ethan Cole did not look at the flatline monitor.He reached into his wooden toolbox. His fingers plucked three slender black needles from the velvet lining with uncanny precision."The three souls wander, the seven spirits scatter," Ethan murmured under his breath, his voice

  • Chapter 8

    Tires screeched as Claire Hayes swung her silver Porsche Taycan across three lanes of traffic, making a sharp turn.Her heart pounded violently against her ribs.From the speaker of Ethan's cracked phone, she had heard the raw, agonizing sobs of Thomas Cross. Thomas Cross was the undisputed king of Riverdale. He controlled the docks, private security firms, and half the city's commercial real estate. Even city councilmen bowed to him.Yet that powerful man had just wept like a broken child, begging Ethan on his knees.Claire gripped the steering wheel, glancing sideways at Ethan.Ethan sat calmly in the passenger seat, his faded green shirt resting against the leather, his wooden toolbox held between his knees. His dark eyes stared out at the flashing streetlights, calm as winter ice."Ethan," Claire said, her voice trembling. "Lily Cross has had a weak heart since birth. Thomas Cross brought in top specialists from Switzerland, but nobody could cure her. If she has already flatlined,

  • Chapter 7

    The sound of George Shaw's heavy breathing was the only noise inside the VIP martial arena.Nobody moved. Nobody dared to take a breath.The wealthy heirs of Riverdale sat frozen, champagne glasses trembling in their hands. They looked at George Shaw, the powerful General Manager of the Apex Club, kneeling on the floor before a man in torn sneakers.It felt like a fever dream.Ethan Cole looked down at George Shaw with calm indifference. He adjusted his wooden toolbox over his shoulder."Stand up," Ethan said in a quiet voice. "I told your men I came to watch a show, not to receive your bows. You are making too much noise.""Yes, Master! Forgive my disturbance!" George scrambled to his feet, keeping his head bowed low, his hands folded like an obedient servant.On the floor, Richard Vance struggled to sit up.Blood trickled down his chin from his split lip. A gap in his front teeth made his words sound wet and slurred."Manager Shaw!" Richard yelled, his voice cracking with rage. "Hav

  • Chapter 6

    The chief security guard felt all the strength drain from his legs.The Black Dragon Sovereign Card.It was made of black titanium alloy, and in the center sat an uncut diamond surrounded by ancient dragon scales. In the internal manual of the Cross Security Group, every guard had to memorize this card on their first day of training.Only five of these cards existed in the world.Anyone who held this card possessed higher authority than the owner of the Apex Club himself. A single word from the cardholder could shut this entire facility down in ten seconds."Is this card fake?" Ethan asked calmly."No! No, My Lord!" the chief guard stammered in absolute horror.His stun baton clattered onto the floor. The muscular guard bent his waist, bowing until his forehead almost touched his knees.The three other guards behind him snapped to attention, bowing at a sharp ninety-degree angle."Please forgive our blindness, Supreme VIP!" the chief guard begged, cold sweat dripping from his chin. "W

  • Chapter 5

    Two hours later, outside the Riverdale Civil Affairs Bureau.The afternoon sun reflected off the glass doors of the government building.Claire Hayes stood on the sidewalk, clutching two red booklets with gold state seals in her trembling hand.Married.She was officially married to a man she had met only that morning in a thirty-dollar motel room. A man who wore dusty sneakers and carried his life in a battered wooden toolbox."Are you satisfied now?" Claire spat, turning to glare at Ethan Cole with blazing hazel eyes. "You used my grandfather's gratitude to force your way into my family. I hope you are proud of your dirty scheme."Ethan walked beside her with his hands tucked into his canvas trouser pockets. His wooden box hung lightly over his shoulder."Miss Hayes, you flatter yourself," Ethan replied evenly. "If I wanted money, your family's entire company would not buy one hour of my time.""Still bragging!" Claire scoffed in disgust. "You have no shame at all! You do not have a

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