2026-06-16 22:16:12Dr. Aris burst out laughing. He pointed a shaking finger at Luke. "You're actually counting down?! You arrogant piece of trash! You just assaulted a security guard! You aren't counting down to my ruin. You're counting down to your own arrest!"
He turned to the remaining guards, who were staring at their screaming colleague on the floor. "What are you waiting for?!" Dr. Aris screamed. "Restrain him! Call the police! And get this crying woman and her brat out of my hospital! Young Master Vance is bleeding!" Sarah grabbed Luke's coat. "Luke, please... let's just go. We can find a clinic. If the police come, they'll lock you away again. Zoe can't lose you twice." Luke didn't move. He stroked Sarah's hair with his free hand, his eyes on the clock. "Ten seconds," Luke said, his voice cold. "Delusional beggar!" Dr. Aris spat, pulling out his phone. "I will make sure you rot in—" WHRRRRRRR! The windows rattled. The heavy thud of helicopter blades drowned out every sound in the room. Dr. Aris froze, dropping his phone. Outside, three massive black helicopters descended onto the hospital lawn, tearing up the grass. At the same moment, ten armored Rolls-Royces screeched to a halt, blocking the hospital entrance. The emergency room doors were shoved open by two dozen bodyguards in black suits. They poured in, forming a perimeter in seconds. The whole staff stopped breathing. Even the military medics stepped back. From the center of the formation, a woman walked in. She was stunning, dressed in a sharp red business suit. She carried herself like an absolute queen. This was Helena Frost — the billionaire CEO of the Frost Group. The woman who owned half the city. Dr. Aris's jaw dropped. He shoved a nurse aside and scrambled forward, bowing low. "Miss Frost!" Dr. Aris gasped. "What an honor! Have you come to check on the hospital? Did you hear about Young Master Vance? Do not worry! I am personally saving him right now! I have secured the VIP—" Helena Frost walked right past him. She didn't even glance his way. Her cold eyes scanned the room until they landed on the man in the muddy coat holding a pale little girl. Helena stopped. She took a deep breath. Then, in front of everyone — the hospital staff, the bleeding Victor Vance, the stunned Sarah — Helena Frost dropped to one knee and bowed her head. "Mr. Dark," Helena said, her voice shaking with respect and fear. "I am deeply sorry. I brought the team. Please forgive my delay." A nurse dropped a tray of instruments. The sound echoed through the dead-silent room. Dr. Aris felt his soul leave his body. The CEO of the Frost Group — a woman who wouldn't bow to the Mayor — was kneeling in front of a homeless man? "M-Miss Frost...?" Dr. Aris stammered. "There must be a mistake. This man is a nobody! He's a violent thug! He assaulted my guard! He brought a dying brat in here and tried to demand—" Helena stood up. She turned to Dr. Aris. The look in her eyes made him choke on his words. SMACK! Her hand lashed out, slapping him so hard he spun and crashed into the reception desk. "You blind, arrogant pig," Helena hissed. "You dared to refuse treatment to Mr. Dark's daughter? You dared to put Vance family trash above her?!" Dr. Aris held his bleeding cheek, whimpering. "But... the Vance family... the deposit..." "You're fired," Helena said coldly. "Your medical license is revoked across the Empire. If I ever see your face in this city again, I'll have you thrown in the ocean. Guards. Break his legs and throw him in the alley." "No! Miss Frost! Please!" Dr. Aris shrieked as two bodyguards grabbed his hair and dragged him out the back doors. Helena turned back to Luke, her face softening. She gestured to an elderly man with silver hair, carrying a titanium medical case. "Mr. Dark. This is Dr. Thorne. The Divine Surgeon. He is the best in the Frost Group." Luke finally exhaled. He looked at Sarah, who was staring at him with wide, confused eyes. "Take her," Luke whispered, handing the unconscious Zoe to the old surgeon. "Save her." Dr. Thorne placed Zoe on a fresh gurney. His hands moved fast, checking her vitals, her pupils, her swollen wrist. "The wrist is a clean break," Dr. Thorne said calmly. "I can set the bone and give her a painkiller. She won't feel a thing." Sarah let out a shaking sob of relief. "Thank god... thank you." But Dr. Thorne didn't smile. He pulled out a small penlight and checked Zoe's gums. He pressed two fingers to her neck, feeling her pulse. Slowly, his face went pale. He looked up at Luke, his hands shaking. "Sir..." Dr. Thorne whispered. "The broken wrist sent her into shock. But that's not why she's unconscious. Her blood is failing." Sarah froze. "What?" Luke demanded, his voice dropping. "It's a severe blood disorder," Dr. Thorne said, wiping sweat from his forehead. "Her bone marrow is shutting down. She's been malnourished for years, which made it worse. Setting her wrist is easy. But unless we cure this..." Dr. Thorne swallowed hard, looking at the floor. "She has less than a month to live."
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A Nobody from Zenith
"No, Young Master. The stone's life force only supports the living. It cannot bring back a heart that has already stopped."The family doctor slowly shook his head, lowering his eyes to the floor.The words hung in the quiet room like ice.Isabella gasped, her body jerking as if she had been hit. The small red stone in her palm went cold against her skin. The last faint glimmer of hope in her eyes died out, replaced by dark, consuming anguish.She dropped to her knees beside the bed, her fingers digging into Gideon's sleeves."We have to find them, Gideon," she sobbed, her voice breaking into a harsh scream. Her eyes burned red with tears, fixed on her brother with pure fury. "We have to make whoever did this pay for our father's life!"Gideon wrapped his arms around her trembling shoulders, pulling her body tight against his chest. He buried his face in her hair, gritting his teeth until his jaw hurt."I know," he whispered into her hair, forcing his voice to stay steady. "I promise
More Precious Than Death
"I told the guards to move his body to the preservation room last night, Isabella."Gideon gently held her shaking fingers as he spoke."We could not leave him lying out in the open on a cold metal table," he added, his tone low and steady. "The room was completely unsecured. Anyone in the estate could have walked inside. He is down in the lower vaults now, behind locked steel doors."Isabella let out a long breath. The tight knot in her chest loosened slightly."The preservation room?" she asked, her voice dry."Yes," Gideon said, leaning closer to her bed. "I ordered two senior guards to move him right after I arrived. You were unconscious in this room, and leaving our father unattended on an open table felt wrong."The heavy wooden door at the front of the medical bay clicked open.The family doctor walked inside, carrying a dark leather bag under his arm. He wore a sterile white coat that rustled with every step. He set his bag on the small table near the wall and turned toward th
The Missing Body
A heavy fist hit her bedroom door. A guard shouted her name through the wood right before the world went dark.Isabella opened her eyes.Bright morning light poured through the tall window, burning her eyes. She blinked several times, trying to focus on the white ceiling above. The smell of clean soap and cold metal filled the room.She lay on a narrow bed in the estate's medical room. A light blanket covered her legs. Her throat felt dry and tight. She wiggled her toes under the sheet. She flexed her fingers on the white cloth. She tried to lift her head, but her neck felt heavy and stiff.Beside her hip, the mattress dipped under a heavy weight.Someone lay asleep right next to her, resting his head on the edge of her bed. Thick dark hair hid his face. His arms were folded under his chin on top of her white blanket.Isabella shifted her feet under the sheet. The small movement made the mattress move.The person stirred. He lifted his head slowly, rubbing his eyes with his hand.Isab
The Red Drop
Isabella pressed the single white flower onto the cold white sheet.The cloth did not move. No breath came from under the fabric. Her father lay dead beneath the thin sheet, still and silent on the cold metal table.Cold air filled the private medical room. Late afternoon sunlight slid through the high glass window, throwing long dark shadows across the floor.Isabella pulled her hand back slowly. Her skin felt frozen. Her eyes burned red, swollen tight from hours of heavy crying.Her mother had died when she was born. She never knew her mother's touch or heard her mother's voice. Now her father was gone too, lying cold on a table in front of her. And her only brother, Gideon, was still missing somewhere in the deep southern mountains.She was completely alone.Isabella turned away from the metal table. She walked out of the cold room and closed the heavy door behind her.The long hallway was quiet. Her plain black dress swished against her legs as she walked toward the stairs. Every
Dropped at the Gate
The line died again.Isabella pulled the phone away from her ear and stared down at the screen. The call was dead. No ring sound came through. No voice answered. Only empty static hummed out of the speaker before cutting off.She pressed her thumb against the glass, tapping her father's contact name again.Beep. Beep. Beep.A sharp warning tone buzzed three times, and then the screen went black."Pick up," Isabella whispered into the quiet room. "Please, Father, pick up."She had to know. She needed to know if he reached the south in time. She needed to know if his guards pulled her brother Gideon out of that plane crash.Her shoes clicked hard against the floor as she paced back and forth across her locked bedroom. Her steps were quick, tight, and loud. The bright afternoon sunlight streamed through her tall glass windows, but the warmth did nothing to ease her panic.She marched up to the heavy door and hit the wood with her open palm. "Hey!" she shouted toward the hallway. "Open th
Erased
"Hand over the Cross Patriarch and return that damn serum right now, or I will destroy you myself!"Patriarch Pierce glared down at Julian, his face dark with fury."I do not care what excuses you have," the Patriarch growled, his voice heavy enough to shake the walls. "You will return every drop of that medicine to the Cross family tonight. You will free their leader, and you will tear down your pathetic Syndicate before sunrise."Julian pushed himself up from the dark desk, his hands shaking against the polished wood. "Father, you are not listening to me! The Vanguard took them! I do not have the old man or the serum!""Shut up!" his father roared, taking a violent step closer. "Do you think I am an idiot? You started this mess because of that worthless woman in Zenith City, and now you want to lie to my face?"Julian opened his mouth to plead his case, but the Patriarch turned his back on him without another word."You are done," the Patriarch said coldly. "Your foolish games end t
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