Chapter 332

At the Kingston government office, the phone rang sharply, cutting through the heavy silence.

Jasmine lifted the receiver without breaking her stride. "Jasmine here."

"Jasmine, we have a situation!" Kelly's voice burst out, urgent and tense.

She paused, her brow furrowing. "What's happened?"

"Alex has been arrested by the Chicago military!" Kelly swiftly recounted the details, her voice clipped and precise.

As Jasmine listened, her expression darkened, eyes narrowing with every word.

"Using the Chicago military to snatch him? Whoever orchestrated this has serious connections."

"Jasmine, I bet it's one of the Chicago Lords flexing their muscle-probably the Jones family," Kelly growled.

"Yesterday Alex tore through the Jones' estate, crippled Tom's son, all to protect you. They won't let that slide."

"It definitely smells like the Jones' handiwork," Jasmine said grimly.

"But Tom alone couldn't summon military power. Another Lord must be backing him."

"I'm mobilizing Vermont's military immediately," Kelly said fiercely.

"Father already has his troops ready. We're prepared to go to war over this."

"I'll rally Vancouver's forces as well," Jasmine said with cold determination.

"Find out exactly where Alex is locked up. Leave the rest to me. If they don't free him willingly, we'll burn Chicago to the ground."

Ending the call, Jasmine immediately contacted her general in Vancouver, issuing swift and decisive orders.

The battle lines were drawn. This time, it was a fight to the death.

Inside the Chicago military base, at a barren drill ground, Alex was violently thrown into a massive cage.

Inside were about fifty ragged prisoners, their bodies frail from starvation and neglect.

Some bore festering wounds crawling with maggots.

The sun blazed mercilessly overhead, scorching the prisoners without relief.

toward

you commit to

to the Montclairs because they're

young," murmured an elderly man, skin

cage is no place for you. You have your whole life

met the old man's gaze. "What's your

when a lord's son called out. I didn't respond fast enough. Eight years

Alex gasped,

chuckled darkly, shaking

look so shocked. See him?" He pointed to a man with empty eye

lord's girlfriend stared at him for five seconds. Jealousy cost him

He pointed again.

him, his crime was even simpler. A bird dirtied a lord's fancy coat

interrupted

of rotten food onto the

eyes followed, but only two older prisoners stepped forward,

the pitiful portions into tiny morsels no bigger than

disbelief at the pathetic crumbs. "This

old man

us barely

for food. But we refuse to become animals. Instead, we split it evenly and wait to see how many days fate

deep inside him. "The Chicago Lords think

abuse power and ignore justice? They're

they're kings of this country and others are just

old man coughed

gently, "Don't

he sits on a throne while we, his

man, his eyes sorrowful. "I'm sorry, but the king might not even know about

man gave a knowing

his duty. The True

to finally go home," another prisoner

"To sleep in our own beds

said, choking

my wife was four months pregnant. Our oldest was only two. I wonder what's become of

animal!" barked a soldier, swaggering

wife committed suicide-killed herself and the unborn brat when

handle the shame

mouth!" the

liar! When I leave this hellhole, my son will

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