Chapter <b>242 </b>


    Sebastian stood by the containment chamber, his hands pressed against the cold ss as he stared at the unconscious man inside


    The father he had searched for over eighteen years wrongfully resented, presumed dead–had been locked away in this hellishboratory all along.


    And it had taken Sebastian this long to find him.


    Damn it.


    “Dad..“His voice was low and hoarse. “I’m sorry I waste,


    A nce at the monitors showed faint but stable vital signs. He’s alive.


    Sebastian instinctively reached for the chamber’s release mechanism, but a hand stopped him


    “Lord, we can’t open it recklessly,” one of his men warned. “If his condition is unstable, any <b>sudden </b>changes could be dangerous. We need to know exactly what was done to him first.”


    Sebastian clenched his fists. He’s right. I can’t be careless.


    His gaze swept theb,nding on <b>the </b>control panel and scattered documents. “Find out what kind of experiments they conducted here. Now”


    Minutester, two of his men dragged in a man in a whiteb coat–sses askiw, trembling with fear.


    “Lord, we found this scientist in the lower level


    The scientist copsed to his knees, hands shaking. “P–please don’t kill me!‘ talk! I’ll talk!”


    Sebastian’s stare bore into him. “Then start talking, Why is he in there? What the hell did you do to him?”


    The scientist stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. “W we didn’t… experiment on him. A month ago, he tried to escape and injured the Fortress Lord. As punishment, the orders came to sedate him indefinitely.”


    Sedated.


    Not dead.


    Sebastian’s pulse pounded. “Wake him up. Now”


    The scientist nearly tripped over himself in his haste. “Y–yes! Right away!”


    Under the watchful barrel of a gun, the man disabled the sedation protocols<b>, </b>and the containment chamber began to depressurize. As the ss panel unlocked with a soft hiss, Sebastian was the first to step forward.


    He gripped his father’s hand–pale, frail, but still warm


    “Dad… I’m taking you home.”


    His voice was resolute, a promise.


    His men carefully transferred Raymond onto a stretcher and carried him out of the Lab. Outside, The Obsidian Order’s aircraft had alreadynded in the open courtyard, engines humming, ready for departure.


    Sebastian led the way as they boarded, carrying his father aboard personally.


    Before leaving, he issued a finalmand.


    Everis enipted as they took off, engrillink ck Wall Fortress in an intero


    The birrah ascended, tearing through the night sky, leaving befor


    camoldwing rubs.


    Sebastian never looked ba


    He sat beside hic unconscious father, gripping his hard tightly


    “You’ve suffered for too long but it’s over now. Mom’s waiting for you. You’ll ?en her sorm?


    The Aftermath–ck Wall Fortress a Ruina


    By the time ck Shark–Rare–returned to ck Wolf Fortress, the night sky was alight with mes.


    His empire, his legacy, was burning before his eyes,


    “What the hell happened?” he bellowed


    A bloodied survivor staggered toward him. “A.


    “A…an <b>attack</b><b>… </b>The <b>Obsidian </b>Order… They ambushed us..


    Race’s face twisted in rage. “Where’s <b>Van</b>? Where are themanders


    The man coughed, blood staining his lips. “They… they’re all inside…”


    A guttural snarare from Raze’s throat as he shoved the man aside.


    “PUT THE FIRE OUT! NOW!”


    His men scrambled to obey


    By the time the mes were doused, the once–mighty fortressy in ruim.


    Raze stormed into the <b>main </b>hall, only to find his brother’s charred remains amid the wreckage


    Van… VAN!”


    His agonized scream echoed through the smoldering ruins.


    Kneeling beside his brother’s body, his fists clenched as fury burned through him.


    “The Obsidian Order<b>… </b>Sebastian Vanderbilt… Isavear, <b>we </b>will be enemies until the end of time!”


    Back at The Obsidian Order Headquarters


    The mission had been aplete sess


    Despite being outnumbered, The Obsidian Order had crushed ck Wolf Fortress, dealing <b>a </b>severe blow to one of the most feared underground organizations.


    The victorious warriors returned to their bay, spirits high.


    Sebastian, however, wasted no time.


    He ordered his father in be transferred to the medical


    Immediately


    The doctors ran a full diagnostic, “Lord, the patient is stable but heavily sedated the to prolonged exposure to the sedatives, he may like one to twar days to regain consciousness, Additionally, he has a fractured ribs that needs immediate treatment,”


    Sebastian’s grip tightened. “A fractured i


    So that’s why… They beat him down after he lied to escape. And they didn’t even beat it


    ck Wolf Fortress had kept him weak on purpose, ensuring he wouldn’t love another chance to rum.


    Sebastian’s gaze darkened. “Do whatever it takes. Heal him.”


    “Yes. Lord


    As Raymond was wheeled into surgery, Sebastian convened his top generals for a debriefing


    But after that, he didn’t leave the medical wing,


    He waited.


    And while he waited, he sent a message.


    New York, U.S.


    Caitlin’s phone buzzed,


    The moment she saw the sender<b>–</b><b>“</b>“Sebastian–her heart nearly stopped.


    [Found him. He’s alive.]


    A wave of relief crashed over her.


    He was safe.


    He had found his father.


    Caitlin exhaled deeply, pressing a


    a hand against her chest.


    She finally let go of the breath she hadn’t even realized she was holding.


    Turning around, she called, “Howard, Arthur, Bruce,e on! Time for breakfast.”


    The three boys hurried into the dining room, where the entire Vanderbilt family had already gathered.


    Outside, Quinton and Kyle–Richard and Wi’s twin grandsons–were ying near the entrance. But the moment they spotted Howard and his brothers, they froze


    Then they <b>ran </b>


    Fast


    They weren’t about to mess with the triplets–not after learning the hard way how tough they were.


    Inside, breakfast was <b>in </b>full swing.


    Beatrice, Eliza, Octavia, Molly, and Vincent were present, along with


    h Richard and Wi’s family.


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    As Caitlin and the boys sat down, Eliza personally pulled out a chair for han


    “Sit <b>here</b><b>, </b>dear.”


    “Thank you, Eliza


    Once seated, Beatrice’s gaze lingered on


    on the triplets.


    After a long moment, she frowned. “Wait a minute… which one is which?“


    She had been staring at them, trying to tell them apart, but they were identical down to their perfectly coordinated outfits


    Molly smirked. “Let me try! I can recognize Howard anywhere!”


    She turned to the triplets, confidently pointing at one of them. “This is Howard!”


    The boy blinked before grinning. “Nopel I’m Arthurl”


    Molly’s jaw dropped. “Then… Howard is–7


    Arthur pointed to his older brother. “That’s Howard! I’m the second oldest. Bruce is the youngest.”


    Molly clutched her chest. “I got it wrong… My heart! My own nephew just called me out for being blind…”


    Arthurughed. “It’s okay, Auntie. I still like you.”


    Molly gasped dramatically. “Really?”


    Arthur nodded. “Yeah, because you’re pretty.”


    Molly nearly melted on the spot. “A! My little nephew called me “pretty“! Someone hold me, I might faint!”


    The table erupted inughter.


    But then Beatrice suddenly asked, “Caitlin, didn’t you say there were four children? Where’s the other one?”


    Wi, who had been quietly sipping her coffee, nearly <b>spat </b>it out.


    “FOUR?! <b>You </b>mean there’s another one?!”


    She had already struggled to ept that Caitlin and Sebastian had “triplets“-itpletely overshadowed the fact that her own grandsons were twins.


    But now…there was another one?!


    Her eyes widened in sheer disbelief


    This was no longer <b>just </b>apetition.


    This


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