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Chapter 2141

    ?Chapter 2141


    In the dead of night, the hospital corridor was silent. There was only a lone nurse on duty at the front desk, her head nodding as she struggled to stay awake.


    The surveince cameras in the corridor flickered with red lights at that moment, indicating a loose


    connection.


    A man wearing a white coat and a mask, looking like a doctor, swiftly passed by the front desk and headed straight for Mrs. Hopkins'' room.


    He moved cautiously, ncing around to ensure no one was watching. Then he silently pushed open the door and slipped inside.


    The figure on the bedy curled up on her side, seemingly deep in sleep.


    The man crept closer, step by step, and pulled a knife from his sleeve. Raising his arm high, he aimed to plunge the de downward with vicious intent.


    Suddenly, his vision went dark.


    The person in the bed sprang up and threw the nket over his head!


    Panicked, the man wildly shed and stabbed through the fabric. Just as he managed to tear the nket away, he found himself staring down the barrel of a gun aimed squarely at his forehead.


    "Don''t move if you don''t want your brains blown out."


    In the dim room, Drew''s sharp and prating eyes gleamed coldly. He wore a roguish grin. Yet, the menace in his expression was unmistakable.


    Just then, the ward door swung open.


    Steven and Ian burst in with a team, surrounding the manpletely.


    "Mr. Brown, are you alright?" Steven asked, his voice filled with concern.


    "Pfft, I haven''t even started yet. A nket was enough to take this guy down."Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    Drew easily disarmed the man and raised an eyebrow. He sneered, "Dude, how dare you try to be an assassin with skills like yours? Better practice more in your next life."


    His words were chilling.


    The man''s face turned ashen. His legs gave way, and he copsed to his knees before Drew with a thud. "Talk."


    Drew''s cold eyes narrowed at the man as he pressed the gun barrel against his head. "Who''s your boss? Spill it, and you might get off with an attempted murder charge. You''d serve fifteen to twenty years, walk out, and live your life. But if you stay silent, I can''t guarantee you''ll leave this room with all your limbs intact."


    "I... I''ve never met my employer in person. He only contacts me by phone!"


    Sweat drenched the man wet. "B-But I have his number! We''ve exchanged texts! He wired me a million dors just the day before yesterday and promised another million if I seeded! We even talked on the phone half an hour ago!"


    Ian, fuming with rage, stepped forward and frisked the man. He then pulled out a phone from his pocket and handed it to Drew.


    "Take him to the police station. I''ll handle decrypting this phone."


    Steven nodded quietly. "Thank you, Mr. Brown."


    As they quietly escorted the man away, the room fell silent. It was as if the tumultuous events moments before had never happened.


    After helping Be, for some reason, Drew felt as if a heavy stone hung from his heart, nearly crushing the breath out of him.


    An inexplicable sense of unease loomed over him. It was as though something major was about to happen. Suddenly, the phone in his pocket vibrated, and his heart skipped a beat.


    He lowered his gaze and opened the message. His dark eyes narrowed sharply.


    The message from Yvonne pierced deep into his heart, causing his vision to blur as he almost dropped the phone.


    [Goodbye, Drew. I''ve left Savrow. Don''t try to look for me. Even if you do know where I am, I won''t see you.


    ]


    Drew felt as if a knife stabbed his heart. With trembling fingers, he typed a reply. He pressed send several times before the message finally went through.


    [Yvonne, please tell me where you are?!]


    He waited for a while, but there was no response.


    Unwilling to give up, his eyes reddened and teary, he sent another message, then another, in a frenzy.


    [Yvonne! Answer me! I know you''re there!]


    [What do you take me as, Yvonne? Someone you can just decide not to see? You think you can control me?!]


    [Yvonne, I can''t live without you!]


    [Yvonne, I love you... Do you love me? Answer me! Answer me! Answer me!]


    After sending thest message, a reply came quickly.


    The cold words cut like sharp knives, mercilessly stabbing and twisting in his gut.


    [I don''t think that was love. You just happened to be a ray of light in my dark world, showing me what brightness looks like. You gave me a feeling I had never experienced before. Love doesn''t fade, but feelings do. Drew, I no longer feel anything for you. This is all I can do. If you truly love me, don''te near me again. I just want to live quietly somewhere in this world.]


    The once brightly lit and extravagant Pivotage was dark and deserted tonight. It was as quiet as a grave. A sense of impending doom hung heavily over everyone in the Iverson Group, like the calm before a storm. "Chairman Iverson, everything is ready. You can leave Savrow at any time."


    Taylor stood outside the balcony, watching Christopher y with a parrot. His heart was heavy with the weight of the situation. "The shellpany we established in Sentania has already absorbed the Iverson Group''s shares. It has gained enough control. Even if you are not in Savrow, you can still manipte the Iverson Group. Even if we abandon everything here, it''s just a matter of time before we establish a newpany in Savrow from behind the scenes. But it''s just a shame that all you''ve worked so hard for will be lost..."


    "Thank you for your efforts," Christopher replied, his expression emotionless. His pale face, half- illuminated and half in the shadows, gave him a sinister, ghostly appearance.


    He unlocked the shackles from the parrot''s leg and released it into the air, watching as it flew into the night, knowing full well it wouldn''t get far.


    "But apany without the Iverson name means nothing to me."


    Just then, Taylor''s phone rang. He answered it. His face turned grim immediately, his brow furrowing


    tightly.


    "Chairman Iverson, the mission failed. The assassin got caught on the spot."


    Christopher gently adjusted his sses, his eyes dark and unfathomable, like a bottomless abyss.


    "Our mole in the police department has suddenly been suspended and put under investigation."


    Taylor gritted his teeth in frustration. "Only Owen knew the mole''s identity. It seems he''s switched sides! He has betrayed you!"
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