Reborn From Oblivion

"Since you're not willing to appreciate my Nathan's kindness, you may as well head back to where you came from."

In other words, Miranda was doomed.

Greta was on the brink of losing it.

Greta struggled fiercely, but Lizzy pinned her down with a foot on her back. A sickening crack echoed as Greta's ribs gave way, forcing her into full contact with the ground.

"Ah!" Greta screamed in sheer agony.

Her cry pierced through the walls, reaching Cameron and Benjamin outside, who sprang up in alarm.

Cameron, frantic, rushed towards the door, but Dominick had ordered the guards to hold them back firmly.

Cameron shouted in anger, "Didn't you hear that? That's my wife's voice-she's in trouble! Let me in! If she suffers irreparable harm because of your obstruction, I won't forgive you!"

Dominick signaled to Ford, "Go in and check what's happening."

Ford nodded.

It wasn't long before Ford returned.

Cameron looked at him anxiously, "What's going on?"

Ford, with a calm and detached demeanor, replied, "Nothing much. Just a spat between two sisters that got physical."

Benjamin protested, "They're fighting, and you still won't let us in to break it up?"

Dominick sneered, "The battle between Greta and Nathalie is a sisterly showdown, a one-on-one confrontation. Even Lizzy is just watching. Are you two gentlemen sure you want to interfere?"

Benjamin hesitated, then murmured, "We can't throw our weight around."

Cameron, however, insisted, "My wife is seriously ill and weak; she can't possibly stand up to Nathalie..."

Before he could finish, Dominick retorted, "Mr. Dawson seems to forget that our dear Nathalie, like your wife Greta, is also dealing with a single kidney ailment. There's no more evenly matched battle than this. Mr. Dawson should just wait for the outcome, lest you end up being accused of bullying the weak."

Cameron huffed, resigned to staring in the direction of the sounds.

The McCoy Family Estate.

A squad of police officers surged into the labyrinthine basement, cautiously

conducting a sweeping search with their guns drawn.

In the control room, a man sat in a wheelchair, gazing quietly at the images on the surveillance screens.

At that moment, the screen

displayed Nathalie's furious,

distorted face. On another screen,

Cameron and Benjamin's smug, handsome expressions werevisible.

The man's alluring lips curled into a wicked smile.

"East Woods rises again, a pipe dream."

"Nathalie, may you never want for anything in this life."

With those words, the man picked up a remote control and pressed a button.

Instantly, all the computers

automated and retreated into hiddennoveldrama

compartments in the walls. Heavy t

aluminum walls slid down from above In an instant, the room transformed into a stylishly paneled escape-proof fortress.

Suddenly, the door was forced open from the outside, and a group of uniformed police officers stormed into the room.

The man raised his head slightly, looking at his unexpected guests with an air of aristocratic pride.

"You are under suspicion of cyber crimes. We need you to accompany us to the station for further investigation."

"No need for all that trouble. I plead guilty."

The man elegantly raised his hands in surrender.