The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master by Morningale

‘Atlas Grador' A police car carrying Doctor Tony slid through the pitch-black highway in the middle of a stormy night.

Once a respected member of the medical community, the man in handcuffs now sat hunched over in shame and despair, his hands shaking beneath the stoic police officers who flanked him.

With the media's insatiable appetite, the humiliating arrest that had occurred earlier that day had been a global spectacle.

Doctor Tony's mind raced in disarray as the police car sped forward, its headlights slicing “through the dark expanse.

His pride was pierced by a dagger of questions that gnawed at his conscience.

His humiliation was overwhelming, the scorn of the public bearing down on him like an insupportable weight.

His once impeccable reputation lay in ruins,

shattered by an impulsive act. Resentment and anger surged within him, directed at the boy who had inadvertently triggered this downfall.

As he was lost in this torrent of negative emotions, a sudden, piercing screech shattered the night's silence.

A truck, hurtling along the opposite lane, careened out of control, its massive frame aiming straight at the police car.

Time seemed to slow to a crawl as Doctor Tony watched in horror, unable to avert his eyes from the impending catastrophe.

The collision was apocalyptic, sending glass smashing and metal screeching in a “devastation symphony. With relentless force, the truck crashed into the police vehicle, causing it to spin out of control.

The vehicle rolled and tumbled violently, before plunging off the highway and into the murky depths of the river below.

The frigid, merciless water engulfed Doctor Tony, and everything in his world went black.

Jeff's frown in the room revealed the turbulence in his sleep.

tossed and turned, engulfed in a terrifying scene that flashed before his eyesin a

frightening ring of fire, surrounded by nothing more than an abyss of darkness. The scene that opened was one of

search for a familiar face in the stifling darkness was accompanied by an oppressive sense of isolation. However, his quest was in vain, leaving him completely

interrupted abruptly by a flurry of sounds that startled him and broke

ringing of his cell phone jolted him awake,

the remnants of sleep, he fumbled for the device, his hand trembling as he

croaked into the receiver, his voice still

news was communicated by an urgent-sounding

I'm calling to inform you that that police car transported Doctor Tony was involved in a severe accident,”

as a wave of discomfort passed through him. "What happened?" he demanded, a sinking feeling in his

unclear, but the accident occurred on Highway 99, just not too far from the hospital. Doctor Tony and one of the police officers were pronounced dead at the scene. The two other officers are in critical condition and their chances of

were jumbled

was because of the nightmare, Jeff

It was ominous.

himself, his voice

to have been intentional. There were skid marks on the road, indicating that the driver

scowl got bigger when

wanted to silence Doctor Tony and

Jeff

from the series of events, he reclined on his bed

his footsteps resounded through the hospital hallway. His eyes lingered for a

"Hey bro," in

Jeff looked up, a faint

with his leg in a cast." How's he doing?" Asking in a voice hardly audible above a whisper, Liam "He's still out cold," Jeff replied,

heavily in his heart. Since the accident, he had been by Billy's side, and he could not bear to see