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    The assistant stiffened, bowing his head at once. “Understood, Mr. Cooper. I’ll see to it right away.”


    Once the assistant left, Kolton returned his gaze to the screen, eyes glinting like steel.


    He tapped his fingers on the table — once, twice — thenced his hands together, thinking aloud. “A woman like Maia, already married and once imprisoned — and yet she can still drive Vince this far… udius must not be allowed to dream of her either. And perhaps it’s time to arrange udius’ marriage.”


    Meanwhile, chaos erupted at the Ward Estate.


    Charles, hands trembling with rage, mmed his cane on the floor, the sound echoing like thunder. His re fell upon his son, Gavin, each word dripping with fury. “This is the son you raised? Gavin, just look at the mess he’s made! He’s shamed our entire Ward family!”


    Gavin felt a cold dread tightening around his chest.


    Head bowed low, he stammered, “Dad… I truly had no idea Vince would go this far. I—”


    “Silence!”


    Charles was apoplectic, his face flushed with anger, chest heaving violently. “A live broadcast! Has hepletely lost his senses? If Maia refuses him, who else would marry him? He’ll be theughingstock of all Wront! Gavin, answer me! Has Vince secretly reconciled with Maia? Is that why he dared do something so brazen?”


    Gavin opened his mouth, but words failed him. Before he could gather a reply, the butler, kneeling and visibly shaken, cut in, his voice urgent. “Mr. Ward, there’s something I must confess, though it may already be toote…”


    The butler closed his eyes, struggling to speak. “Vince… he’s about to cause serious trouble.”


    Gavin narrowed his eyes. Something felt wrong. He scoffed and demanded, “Out with it!”


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    The butler wiped his forehead with a trembling hand. His voice wavered as he forced the words out. “I went into Vince’s room. It’s full of detonators. I think… I think he’s making bombs.”


    “Is that real? Are you sure?” Shock gripped Charles and Gavin instantly. Their heads snapped toward the live stream, dreading what they might see next.


    A shrill pulse rang in Gavin’s ears. His bnce faltered, and he stumbled back, disoriented.


    Meanwhile, Charles’ fury boiled over. He thrust a finger toward Gavin, his face flushed red with rage. His voice trembled as he tried to speak. “You—”


    Whatever he meant to say never came. His body copsed without warning, crumpling to the floor.


    “Mr. Ward!”


    “Dad!” Gavin dropped to his knees, grabbing him desperately. Panic choked his words. “Call the doctor! Bring the ambnce now!”


    Chaos erupted across the estate as the butler and staff scattered in confusion. Gavin’s hands shook uncontrobly. With clumsy fingers, he yanked out his phone and dialed Vince’s number again and again until it finally began to ring.<fn7c55> The source of th?s content is find?novel</fn7c55>


    But instead of Vince’s voice, a lifeless recording answered. “The number you dialed cannot be reached at the moment…” A beatter, the voicemail kicked in. “Hey, it’s Vince. Leave your message and I’ll get back to you.”


    A loud crash tore through the room as Gavin mmed his fist against the table, sending the coffee pot flying and hot liquid sttering across the floor. “Get the car. We’re going to Harmony za right now!”


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