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Chapter hundred and thirty three
Author: BAE- Hephzibah.
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The coffee shop had grown quieter in the minutes following Jeremy and Mia's departure, the low hum of ambient chatter and clinking cups now feeling distant and unreal to Patricia, as though she had been dropped into some other version of the world where nothing made sense anymore. She sat frozen at the same corner table, her hands resting limply on her lap, her eyes fixed on nothing in particular, her mind replaying the same handful of seconds over and over again—Mia's face, Mia's voice, Mia's
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  • Chapter hundred and forty nine

    Patricia’s mother did not hear anything else after that number left the receptionist’s mouth.Two hundred million dollars.Two hundred and fifty million, if she failed to act fast enough.The figures swallowed every other sound in her ears, swallowed the warmth of the afternoon sun, swallowed the ordinary noise of children playing somewhere behind her, swallowed even the sensation of her own body folding downward onto the pavement. For those first few seconds, there was nothing except a terrible, ringing silence inside her skull, as though her mind had simply refused to accept the information being fed into it and had instead chosen to shut down entirely rather than process something so devastating.On the other end of the line, the receptionist’s voice continued, growing increasingly concerned.“Hello?” he said. “Hello? Are you still there, madam? Hello? Can you hear me?”But there was no response.“Madam?” he tried again, his tone shifting from polished professionalism into somethin

  • chapter hundred and forty eight

    Because whatever the cost turned out to be, she knew one thing with brutal certainty:He was not going to take this well.Still shaking, she reached into her bag for her phone and scrolled until she found the number General Morrison had instructed her to call.JSK Autos.Her thumb hovered over it for a second.Then she pressed dial.The phone rang once.Almost immediately, someone answered.“JSK Auto, VIP customer line,” said a polished male voice on the other end. “This customer line is not open to just anybody, which means one of our top customers must have referred you to us. Am I wrong?”Patricia’s mother swallowed, trying to steady her voice.“No,” she said. “You are right. It was actually General Morrison who gave me your number.”The effect of the name was immediate.“Well,” the man replied, his tone shifting into an even greater level of professionalism, “General Morrison is one of our most valued VIP clients. How may I assist you today?”Patricia’s mother did not waste time.

  • Chapter hundred and forty seven

    He pronounced the model name with practiced precision, like a man familiar with the weight of luxury and the systems that supported it.“The ZROK limited edition,” he repeated. “Tell them to calculate everything. The base acquisition. Importation. Shipping. Clearance. All associated logistics. Every single thing. And once they give you the estimate, I am giving you exactly one week. Just one week to pay and have the process started. If you fail—if you delay—if you begin any games with me—then you will have no one to blame but yourself.”His gaze sharpened further.“And let me be very clear,” he said. “I will not take it lightly with you. I will not take it lightly with any member of your family. Every member of your family will have a taste of my wrath if you push me. Do not push me. It will not end well.”Patricia’s mother felt her throat tighten so painfully that for a moment she thought she might choke.Her husband Patricia, the entire family.He had expanded it now. Deliberately.

  • chapter hundred and forty six

    The words had barely left Patricia’s mother’s mouth before General Morrison’s expression hardened into something so severe, so instantly dangerous, that the little strength she had left seemed to drain from her body all at once.“What the hell are you talking about?” he barked, his voice exploding across the parking lot with such force that even some of the nearby children stopped what they were doing and turned to look. “Sorry? We’re going to solve this problem? Sorry, we’re going to fix the car? You are standing here repeating ‘sorry’ as though that word is some kind of magic that erases damage, inconvenience, insult, and disrespect. Sorry for what exactly?”Patricia’s mother flinched visibly, still down on her knees, her palms trembling so badly that she had to press them together to stop them from shaking quite so obviously.“Do not upset me further,” General Morrison continued, his tone dropping into something lower and colder, which somehow made it even more frightening. “Do not

  • Chapter hundred and forty five

    At least fifteen men, all dressed in military uniform, moving with the disciplined efficiency of those accustomed to hierarchy, danger, and command. Their boots hit the ground in firm succession. Their faces were hard, alert, unreadable. Everything about them radiated control and force.Patricia’s mother felt her breath catch.Her hands started shaking almost immediately.This was no longer embarrassment.It was terror.She stood rooted to the spot, unable for a moment to move or even think in any coherent sequence. She had not imagined this. She had not imagined that a call over a damaged car would bring military men to a children’s park. She had not imagined that the consequences of her distraction would arrive in convoy formation, clothed in authority and menace.One of the rear doors opened more slowly than the others.And then General Morrison himself stepped out.Even before he began walking toward them, there was something unmistakably powerful in the way the space around him s

  • Chapter hundred and forty four

    At least fifteen men, all dressed in military uniform, moving with the disciplined efficiency of those accustomed to hierarchy, danger, and command. Their boots hit the ground in firm succession. Their faces were hard, alert, unreadable. Everything about them radiated control and force.Patricia’s mother felt her breath catch.Her hands started shaking almost immediately.This was no longer embarrassment.It was terror.She stood rooted to the spot, unable for a moment to move or even think in any coherent sequence. She had not imagined this. She had not imagined that a call over a damaged car would bring military men to a children’s park. She had not imagined that the consequences of her distraction would arrive in convoy formation, clothed in authority and menace.One of the rear doors opened more slowly than the others.And then General Morrison himself stepped out.Even before he began walking toward them, there was something unmistakably powerful in the way the space around him s

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