Chapter 234

"Sir Kane, It's urgent!"

The study rooms door burst open, the doctor breathless, panic painting his face.

"Ms. Kane's condition has worsened drastically!"

Bella had been transferred to her private suite in the Kane mansion, outfitted with state-of-the-art medical equipment and attended by Vermont's top specialists.

Jericho rose like a thunderetap, knocking his chair back.

"What the hell are you saying? She's in danger? That's impossible He lunged, grabbing the doctor by the collar.

"She's... we believe she's been poisoned. The dosage, it-it was ant to act slower, two days or three days at least."

"But her body was too frail. The toxin's spreading faster than we imagined. You'll understand once you see her, sir," the doctor stammered, his voice trembling.

Jericho's voice dropped to a growl, thick with menace. "Take me to her. Now." He stormed behind the doctor through sterile corridors and the stench of antiseptic.

When he entered the room, his breath caught.

Bella lay beneath the pale light, her face contorted in pain, her skin ghostly white.

Every breath looked like war against death itself.

"Bella!" Jericho fell to his knees beside her bed, his voice cracking "How are you feeling, baby girl?"

"Dad..." her voice was a feather on the wind.

"I'm dying. It hurts. I don't want to die. Please... please, Father... help me..."

Jericho's heart splintered. Her trembling fingers gripped his hand like a lifeline to the living.

He turned, rage surging in his chest.

"Explain this, now!" he snapped at the doctor. "How did it get this bad?"

barely holding together. The poison's tearing through her like wildfire. Without the antidote, she won't make it

Vetala stepped forward.

path left. We send her to Sophia. Let her apologies. Beg if she has

Pride be damned.

the unbreakable Kane, finally

streamed down

doesn't give her that antidote... I swear to God, I'll

nodded, already barking orders. He grabbed

is this?" came the voice on the

Kane," he said, his tone

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Chapter 234

to Sophia. You'd

replied, cool

"Fine. I'll be waiting."

call ended with a click that

hand shook, the phone nearly shattering in his

think he was? To speak to him-him-like

he held power

name. His power.

was too steep.

vultures

Kane Mansion stood

sliced through the bitter wind, carrying

echoing inside the cold, humming medical chopper. Meanwhile, in Vermont, a new day

stood on the balcony of the governor's office, arms folded, her eyes gleaming

ward in Vancouver, Sophia was already

bandaged hands rested gently on

complexion, once pallid, was returning to a soft glow-the

he was met by icy

gathered.

is. The bastard," Jack

feet, fury

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