Guiding his sleek Ferrari F40 with deft control, Benjamin surged towards Regal Hill International Hospital, propelling the vehicle with unwavering speed. While the exterior bore testament to recent skirmishes, demanding a touch of refurbishment, these surface blemishes held no sway over the car's mechanical might. The engine's resilience remained intact, allowing the high-performance vehicle to effortlessly maintain its swift trajectory on the open road.In swift succession, Benjamin reached the hospital and hastened towards the room where Claire underwent treatment. Entering the ICU corridor, he encountered Lebron, standing solitary in anticipation. The furrows of concern etched themselves onto Lebron's normally tough and rugged countenance.Benjamin inquired directly, "Is Claire still within?"Lebron nodded with a respectful inclination and responded, "Indeed, she's still within, Master, but I must convey that her condition is in a precarious state. Um...to be precise, it's critical
Benjamin continued to flow reiki healing energy into the recesses of Claire's chest, focusing on his efforts to revive her lungs and heart. The young man's frown became more intense, indicating his difficulty in completing his task. At the bedside, the doctors were getting agitated, thinking Benjamin was doing something unethical to their patients.The female doctor with an annoyed expression said, "What is he doing? This is unethical! We have to stop it right now!"However, while the doctors were arguing and trying to stop Benjamin, something miraculous happened. Claire began to feel a subtle throbbing in her chest as if her heart was slowly recovering. Her eyes which had been closed began to move, showing signs of regaining consciousness.Seeing this development, Benjamin quickly thought that he would have to administer artificial respiration in order for Claire's lungs to resume full function. Without hesitation, he decided to perform an action that might be more controversial in t
In the hospital garden, a calm and cool atmosphere surrounded Benjamin and Lebron. Shady trees provide shade while blooming flowers add to the joy of the area. Although there was little noise from the hospital activities, the garden provided a peaceful place to talk undisturbed.Benjamin and Lebron stood under the umbrella of the trees, an ideal place to keep their conversation private. In a half-whispered voice, Benjamin began to convey his plan to Lebron."Lebron, I will not spare Nathan and Darvis," Benjamin said firmly. "They will get the death penalty."Lebron nodded, fully understanding that this punishment seemed to be justice for the enemies who tried to harm Benjamin. He sighed heavily, realizing how serious this situation was."I understand, Mr. Frost. They deserve the consequences of their deeds," Lebron stated straightforwardly.Benjamin looked around the garden, planning his next steps in his neat mind. "Now, tell me where they are being treated. I will 'visit' them after
Benjamin made his way to the prominent hospital in the heart of Harmonville, where Darvis and Nathan were undergoing treatment. Upon arrival, he encountered Lebron and a contingent of his men, patiently waiting and prepared to accompany him.Benjamin offered a subtle nod, feigning obliviousness, and proceeded to enter the hospital without acknowledging the familiar face.Benjamin walked with purpose through the hospital corridor, inhaling the palpable tension in the air. The dim light from the corridor lamps cast dramatic shadows on the hospital's white walls.Benjamin strides purposefully down the desolate hospital corridor. The muted light and hushed footsteps contribute to an atmosphere thick with tension. The crunching sound of his leather shoes against the marble floor serves as a solemn accompaniment to this mission of revenge.Lebron and his men were behind him, monitoring his every move with military precision. As he walked, Benjamin noticed the atmosphere of the hospital that
Nathan sank onto his bed, the once proud and confident expression on his face now replaced by an air of defeat and remorse. Tears streamed down his cheeks as his gaze remained fixed on Benjamin.Nathan, overcome with remorse, pleaded for forgiveness, his voice now a mere whisper compared to the once proud and confident tone. The regret etched in every syllable, he acknowledged the vulnerability that had replaced his earlier bravado. "I beg your forgiveness," he whimpered, the weight of his actions evident in the fragility of his words. "I... I just got carried away for a moment. I couldn't accept having my woman taken by another man. I was mad, completely mad."In that fleeting moment, he admitted to being overtaken by an uncontrollable surge of emotions, unable to reconcile the idea of another man taking possession of the woman he considered his own. His temporary lapse into madness consumed him, leaving him in a state of utter turmoil and regret.Benjamin saw Nathan's eyes dimmed
The grandeur of the Grave family villa asserted itself with regal dominance, standing tall and imposing against the landscape. Its majestic presence was embodied in the robust solidity of its brick walls, which encapsulated the essence of timelessness and strength. A sprawling garden enveloped the edifice, a lush expanse that echoed the opulence and refinement synonymous with the Graves.Under the veiled sky, the atmosphere hung with an overcast ambiance. A gentle breeze traversed the surroundings, coaxing the branches of the stately trees in the courtyard into a dance of graceful movements as if nature itself paid homage to the splendor of the villa.Along the driveway leading to the main door, lights emerged like beacons in the dimness, casting dramatic silhouettes that added an air of intrigue to the approach. Harley Grave, a gray-haired man with a piercing gaze, stood in the center of the room, leading an emergency meeting."In the midst of this sorrowful trinity of days, we shal
At four o'clock on a cloudy afternoon, the Grave family assembled at the church for the mourning ceremony preceding the funeral. The sizable and imposing church exuded an ambiance saturated with grief. The dim lighting within cast a somber glow, enveloping the space in an emotional aura that resonated throughout the room adorned with poignant floral arrangements and an array of photographs capturing moments from Nathan's life.The church, with its graceful layout, boasted warm-colored brick walls that embraced the attendees in a comforting ambiance. Stained glass windows adorned the sacred space, filtering the outside light into a spectrum of colors that gently bathed the interior. The altar, a focal point of solemnity, displayed a backdrop of pristine white cloth and freshly arranged flowers, creating an atmosphere of reverence and respect.At the forefront of this poignant scene, a priest clad in somber black attire stood resolutely in front of Nathan's coffin. Positioned at the nex
Initially taken aback, Benjamin found himself in a state of surprise, on the verge of questioning the sudden turn of events. Yet, as the seconds ticked away, he surrendered to the tenderness encapsulated in the kiss. The initial flutter of confusion dissipated, and he began to absorb the warmth and intimacy of the moment. The erratic beats of his heart gradually found a steadier rhythm, syncing with the gentle cadence of the shared kiss.In this evolving exchange, Benjamin's response shifted from initial bewilderment to a soulful reciprocation of Valerie's affection. The tenderness exchanged in that brief yet poignant moment unfolded like a silent dialogue, weaving a connection that transcended words. As he surrendered to the intimate exchange, the world around them seemed to fade, leaving only the heartbeat and the shared essence of that heartfelt kiss.As the kiss concluded, Benjamin gazed at Valerie with a blend of confusion and intimacy dancing in his eyes. In response, Valerie of