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.

you like a brother, covering your father's medical expenses and often instructing me to send money to your

to get married, he would have gladly arranged everything without

Morrison. Money

lowered his head, his

mitigate the gravity of his actions. Redemption appeared to be

any semblance of conscience left in you, you'll reveal Oliver's location and expose Nightshade's plans and operatives

that. If I speak out, my family will pay the

beyond saving," Cole thundered. "Get

Lucas and escorted

news outlets and trending discussions

wealthiest magnate ignited a nationwide frenzy, prompting reporters to swiftly cover the

control of his

the prospect of spending the rest of their

Avery crossed paths with the impostor posing as Sally

their interaction,

and remarked, "I'll tell you this: Oliver's affection

once they've served their purpose. Don't cling to the

more than a pawn all this time, and even my marriage was