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    His expression sharpened, eyes narrowing without a word.


    The card announced the uing union—Axell and Rosanna’s wedding, set for the following week.


    “So he’s really tying the knot with Rosanna?” Austen stared at the invitation, lips curling faintly in a crooked smile, though his eyes stayed cold. “Falling in love, is he? That’s a first.”


    With a narrowing nce, Austen studied the details a moment longer before tucking the card neatly into his jacket.


    Before leaving the country, it was clear—Rosanna deserved a closer look.


    Elsewhere, inside the private hospital owned by the Cooper Group, Hurst sat stiffly on the couch, his expression dark, brows drawn in a stormy line. The moment news of the night’s events reached him, he wasted no time. A bounty was announced under Cooper Group’s name—every person tied to the underground boxing ring, especially the shaven-headed organizer, was now a target for investigation.


    “Leave no one unchecked. Dig through everything.”


    Injuries had been reported—his daughter, Maia, Ethan, and the girl named Marisa were all hurt in different ways.


    And yet, Hurst had known nothing until now.


    Fury churned beneath his calm exterior. He wanted names. Justice would be delivered, and no one responsible would be spared.


    Just then, the exam room door opened, and Mnie stepped out.


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    “I’ve already told you I’m fine, Dad. Ethan and Marisa are the ones who are more seriously injured. You need to arrange for the best doctors for them.”


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    “I understand,” Hurst said, nodding as he gently tapped her forehead. “I’ll overlook the fact that you were tracking Maia. But don’t forget — you almost died. I won’t allow you to take such risks again.”


    “I only did it for you,” Mnie muttered with a slight pout, lowering her voice.


    Although Hurst let out a faint snort, he didn’t push the matter. Instead, he furrowed his brows and asked, “Is it true that Maia sent a towering guy flying? Was she already injured when that happened? Is she with Chris now?”


    The questions triggered something in Mnie. “She was definitely hurt,” she said quickly. “When Chris picked her up, she looked barely conscious. But still, the way she fought— it felt like watching a scene straight out of an action movie!” Excitement bubbled in Mnie’s voice as she recounted the details of the brawl.


    Soon after, Destinee, Baylor’s wife, stepped into the hospital and happened to pass by Mnie. “What a mess this turned out to be,” she muttered.


    Mnie let out a weary sigh and nced at Destinee. She had been so sure Baylor was married to Maia. Now she realized it had all been a misunderstanding. The me rested squarely on that private investigator who had led her astray.


    Thinking about how Cade had ignored her calls made her blood boil again.


    “Dad, I need your help tracking down that private investigator,” Mnie said, turning to Hurst. “He fed me lies, and because of that, everything spiraled into something awful.”


    “I’ve already taken action,” Hurst said, his expression darkening. “Every person tied to this mess will be dealt with ordingly.” Cade, in particr, stood out as a prime suspect.


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