The Wrong Woman

Lucas' tearful smile lingered as Cole and his men approached to detain him.

During the search, they discovered a firearm in Lucas' possession.

The sight of the gun stirred something within Cole, momentarily disrupting his thoughts. In truth, if Lucas had drawn the weapon and attempted to flee, he might have had a chance. Cole found himself fixated on the gun, lost in contemplation.

In a low voice, Lucas confessed, "I've considered taking out General Morrison, but I never once thought about harming you. You've been the closest thing to a brother I've ever had." Tears welled up in Cole's eyes at Lucas' declaration.

Handing the firearm to one of his subordinates, Cole drew a deep breath to steady himself before addressing Lucas. "It's too late now," he said firmly.

"How did you manage to identify me?" Lucas asked, his curiosity piqued. "After all, I've undergone extensive plastic surgery to the point where not even my mother could recognize me."

Cole replied, "I didn't recognize you. It was General Morrison who saw through your disguise in an instant."

"General Morrison?"

Cole's smile held a hint of bitterness. "Isn't it ironic? The superior you were willing to eliminate at any cost reads you like an open book-your mannerisms, gestures, speech patterns-with just a glance." Lucas could only manage a wry smile in response, falling silent.

Cole's words were heavy with sorrow, his grief evident. "Lucas, you were once General Morrison's most trusted and capable assistant.

expenses and often instructing me to send

for his help to get married, he would have gladly arranged everything without

Money blinded you, and you've deeply

head, his eyes brimming

his actions. Redemption appeared to be

in you, you'll reveal Oliver's location and expose Nightshade's plans and

that. If

saving," Cole thundered. "Get him out

and escorted him out, with

trending discussions were

unexpected reappearance of Norvania's wealthiest magnate ignited a nationwide frenzy, prompting reporters to swiftly cover

regained control of his company

and Lucas found themselves incarcerated, confronting the prospect of spending the rest of their lives behind

with the impostor posing as Sally Hoffis, and the two swiftly forged a

interaction,

this: Oliver's affection

served their purpose. Don't cling to the

turned bitter. "So, that's the harsh reality, isn't it? I've been nothing more than a pawn all this time, and even