"Helen Cole is the exact same name on the memorial tablet at the clinic," Victoria gasped. Her beautiful eyes widened with sudden and totally intense realization.
"Bring me Ethan Cole background file immediately," Victoria commanded. She waved her hand frantically at her loyal bodyguards in the crowded room.
She pulled up the bright digital screen and pointed directly at the beautiful painted portrait.
"Is this the exact woman who treated you?" Victoria asked. Her voice trembled with a massive surge of wild desperate hope.
Nathan stared deeply at the glowing screen and his face went completely pale.
"That is Doctor Helen," Nathan confirmed. His jaw dropped wide open in pure unadulterated shock.
"She is the magnificent woman who cured my terrible infection with pure magic," Nathan cried. He pointed a shaking finger at the small screen.
Victoria jumped to her feet before the crowded wealthy room could even react.
"Bring my grandfather body and follow me right now," Victoria ordered. Her tone was sharp and carried absolute unquestionable authority.
The entire luxurious bedroom erupted into total blinding chaos and loud arguments.
"The Old Master has been entirely dead long enough for his skin to go cold," Mrs. Hayes shrieked. She stomped her expensive shoes on the floor in pure extreme desperation.
"No one brings back a dead dog from the grave," Mrs. Hayes sobbed. She clutched her head in total overwhelming panic.
"This is a totally monumental and completely pathetic joke," Doctor James laughed. His old face twisted into a highly ugly and incredibly arrogant sneer.
"You are acting exactly like a stupid feral animal chasing its own useless tail," Doctor James mocked. He rolled his eyes toward the ceiling in complete pure disgust.
"Are you entirely insane Victoria?" Nathan asked. His face flushed bright red with extreme heavy confusion.
Victoria faced the entire angry wealthy crowd with total unwavering resolve.
"I will bear absolutely every single consequence completely alone," Victoria declared. Her loud voice echoed wildly against the high ceiling.
"If anything goes entirely wrong tonight I will leave the Harlow family forever," Victoria promised. Her dark eyes burned with intense fierce determination.
"I will completely surrender my royal status as the sole heir of this empire," Victoria swore. She lifted her chin up with massive unbelievable pride.
The loud chaotic room fell instantly into absolute total dead silence.
"Empty every single piece of cash from your pockets right now," Victoria commanded. She glared fiercely at the wealthy elites surrounding her.
She had the Old Master carefully carried out to a massive black luxury car. She drove rapidly back toward the dark alley clinic.
Doctor James got into his own extremely expensive car to follow them closely from behind.
"I want to watch this pathetic stupid dog show fail completely," Doctor James chuckled. His eyes gleamed with pure nasty malicious amusement.
Across the massive city Sophia woke up slowly in her grand expensive bedroom. Her delicate throat felt incredibly dry and terribly rough.
"Has Ethan come back begging yet?" Sophia asked immediately. She rubbed her tired eyes with perfectly manicured hands.
"That useless stray dog is nowhere to be found," Tyler sneered. He crossed his arms tightly over his broad chest.
"The much more urgent problem is Walter Thompson right now," Tyler warned. His handsome face carried a totally grim and serious expression.
"He left a very dire warning that we will hear from him tomorrow," Tyler explained. His voice shook slightly with genuine heavy creeping dread.
"He will destroy us completely if the Phoenix Remedy recipe does not magically materialize," Tyler finished. He paced nervously across the soft expensive carpet.
Sophia sat straight up in her large comfortable bed. She pointed a totally shaking finger directly at Ashley.
The massive heavy weight of terrible reality completely crashed into the silent room.
"Helen Cole prepared that exact recipe specifically for the Morgan family," Sophia whispered. Her beautiful face turned as white as pale chalk.
"Because I went to a stupid dog party Ethan burned the entire thing," Sophia realized. Her chest heaved rapidly with absolute blinding massive panic.
"Our family just lost at least one hundred billion dollars," Sophia choked. Warm tears of pure extreme regret flooded her wide beautiful eyes.
Diane stood totally frozen in the center of the large luxurious room. Her wrinkled face shook violently with pure unhinged and terrible shock.
Tyler let his dark eyes go completely wide with sheer absolute pure terror.
The massive astronomical number landed on all of them with the total devastating force of a collapsing building.
Diane recovered her wicked senses first and marched quickly across the large room.
She slapped Ashley across the face with absolutely explosive and totally violent force.
"You worthless filthy female dog," Diane screamed. Her face twisted into absolute terrifying unhinged rage.
Diane grabbed the secretary long hair and slapped her hard again and again.
"You told my daughter to attend that stupid animal birthday party," Diane accused. She pulled the thick hair with violent and totally brutal force.
"You cost us one hundred billion dollars you dirty street mongrel," Diane roared. She slapped the crying young woman repeatedly without mercy.
"You belong in a filthy dark cage eating our garbage leftovers," Diane insulted. She spit pure venomous anger directly into Ashley bloody face.
"You are nothing but a begging parasite dragging us down into the dirty mud," Diane yelled. Her chest heaved heavily with total absolute outrage.
Ashley shrieked loudly in pure terrible extreme agony. Warm red blood poured down her swollen and highly bruised cheek.
Tyler rushed forward quickly to physically intervene and stop the violent bloody beating.
He wanted to protect Ashley purely because of their secret dirty bedroom arrangement.
"If you do not stop hitting me I will tell everyone what Tyler and I do like wild dogs in the dark," Ashley screamed. She sobbed pathetically through her bloody teeth.
Tyler felt his handsome face go totally white with sheer absolute massive alarm.
The extreme violence and loud chaotic arguments finally settled into a very grim consensus.
Beating this pathetic crying stray dog solved absolutely nothing tonight.
"Ethan has to be found immediately before we lose our entire grand empire," Sophia ordered. Her voice grew extremely cold and totally hard like ice.
"He will be hiding in his cheap little clinic like a frightened tiny puppy," Tyler suggested. He wiped cold nervous sweat from his pale forehead.
Sophia ground her perfect white teeth together extremely tightly in the quiet tense room.
She admitted quietly inside her own totally stressed mind that Ashley was only a small accelerant to the fire.
The terrible and highly arrogant choice to despise Ethan like a feral animal was entirely her own horrible mistake.
She pulled her expensive phone from her designer pocket and checked the completely blank screen.
There was still absolutely no word at all from her missing husband.
Sophia led the angry desperate group out toward the Cole Clinic in the dark.
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With a long, grinding crack, the lid slid sideways and thudded onto the grass. A dark hollow lay underneath, and in the hollow sat a small round urn wrapped in red silk.The flashlight beam trembled across the cloth. Jesse let out a low whistle."Got her," Shawn breathed. He reached down with both hands. "Let us go home.""Excuse me," a hoarse voice called behind them.Both men froze. Their hands hung in the air over the open grave, and a cold sweat broke out across their foreheads."Are you robbing a grave?" the voice asked. It was rough and cracked, and it dragged on the words like a rusty gate.Very slowly, Shawn and Jesse turned their heads. Standing between two crooked headstones in the pale moonlight was a hunched, filthy figure with a swollen face.Her hair stood out in greasy ropes. Her eyes were two black pits in a purple and yellow mask of bruises, and a trail of dark crumbs ran down her chin like dried blood."A ghost," Jesse whispered. His voice squeaked up an octave. "Sha
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The wind on Oak Hill was cold and thin. It came down from the black sky and swept across the rows of pale stones with a sound like a long sigh.Under an old maple tree near the top, a bulky figure sat in the grass in front of a plain gray headstone. The name carved on it was Helen Cole.Diane Morgan hugged her knees and sobbed. In one hand she held a crumpled bag of cheap biscuits, and she stuffed one into her mouth between every sob."Three days," she mumbled with her mouth full. She wiped her nose on her filthy sleeve and glared at the stone. "Three days and three nights, on my knees, on this freezing ground.""Look at me," she wailed to nobody. "Look at what that ungrateful boy has done to me. I was a rich woman. I had a mansion."She had knelt for almost twenty minutes, and her knees had screamed at her the whole time. Then she had given up, flopped onto the grass, and cried herself to sleep.A cold gust woke her near midnight. Her teeth chattered, and her whole body shook under h
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Ethan shook his head slowly. "I have too much to do. Another time.""Think of the glory," Doctor James pleaded. He trailed after Ethan across the room. "Think of the look on his face when you whisper the answers in my ear.""No," Ethan said flatly. He picked up a jar of crushed roots and tipped it into the furnace."The college is a fine school," Doctor James tried again. His voice grew thin and desperate."The best in the country. They say the students there are brilliant. Why, the Hale girl attends. Harper Hale. The granddaughter of that land tycoon."Ethan's hand stopped in midair. A single leaf drifted from his fingers and fell into the flame, and it burned with a bright green spark."Harper Hale studies there?" Ethan asked slowly. He turned around, and his eyes were sharp."Top of her class, I hear," Doctor James said. He blinked. "Why, do you know her?"Ethan did not answer. The Green Phoenix Vine grew in her private rooms in New York. A public lecture at her own school was the
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The clinic was quiet after Mason left. A single lamp burned on the wall of the back room, and its yellow light fell across a framed portrait that hung above the old oak desk.It showed a gentle woman with soft eyes and a faint, tired smile. Her hair was pinned back, and she wore a plain white coat with a stethoscope around her neck.Ethan stood before it for a long time. He raised one hand and wiped a thin film of dust from the frame with his thumb."Mom," he whispered. His voice was low and rough. "I know you never wanted me to carry this. But I cannot put it down."He looked into her painted eyes and made a silent vow. He would go to New York, and he would stand in front of every family member who had driven her to her grave.Not a single one of them would be forgotten. Not a single debt would stay unpaid.He bowed once to the portrait. Then he turned away and walked to the back of the room, where a squat bronze furnace sat beneath a cloth.He pulled the cloth away and set to work.
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"I knew it the moment I saw you at the conference. No one else fights like that.""Ethan Cole," Ethan repeated, and his face was hard. "That is who I am now. Go home, Mason. You have done enough for me.""I will not leave." Mason planted his feet and shook his head. His chin lifted. "Not unless you throw me out by force.""You have a post to return to," Ethan said. He frowned. "The Tiger Guard needs every man it has.""I am not a deserter, sir." Mason's voice cracked, and his fists clenched at his sides. "I walked out in protest. Do you know who runs the Guard now?""Tell me," Ethan said quietly."Charles Sherman." Mason spat the name as though it tasted of rot."That old hound took the command after you vanished. He threw out every loyal veteran who ever fought beside you. He gave the best posts to his own grandson, Ryan Ingram."Ethan did not move. A muscle jumped in his jaw."Evelyn Sherman's boy," Mason went on. His voice shook with anger."Edward Ingram's son. He has never fired
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The black Bentley rolled back toward the city with its windows still open to the cold night. The smell of Diane Morgan clung to the leather like a bad memory.Mrs. Hayes kept one hand on the wheel and fanned her nose with the other. She glanced at Ethan in the rearview mirror, and her eyes were full of questions."Why did you not just leave that woman in the gutter?" Mrs. Hayes asked. She wrinkled her nose and shook her head."She treated your mother like garbage. Nobody would blame you.""Because she is useful," Ethan replied. He leaned back and watched the dark fields slide past."Tamara Watanabe is using Sophia to reach for the herb supply in the Southwest. Diane knows how that deal started.""So you keep her like a guard dog," Victoria said slowly. She turned to him with sharp, thoughtful eyes. "One that watches for the wolf.""A guard dog that I do not feed," Ethan said. A cold smile touched his lips. "I only need her to stay alive and stay close."Mrs. Hayes snorted a short laug
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