Harry's living room buzzed with about six people, nearly filling the space.Samantha finally brought in two of her closest colleagues who work for Martino.When she arrived at the hospital and saw her mom in good health, she laughed heartily at her own foolishness for thinking Harry was like everyone else. With each bout of laughter, tears of gratitude welled up in her eyes, and she experienced bursts of unrestrained joy.Standing tall and confident, Samantha exuded positivity and a belief in Harry's ability to help her and exact karma on Martino.The air felt different around her, charged with a new energy. She couldn't appreciate Harry's help in getting her dying mother to the hospital enough, and her loyalty to him only grew stronger.Her heart fluttered in her chest as she embraced her mother. It felt as if delicate wings had sprouted within her. A warm blush spread across her cheeks when her mother asked how she managed to bring her to such a good hospital.Samantha pecked her mo
Harry adjusted his shirt, preparing for the court proceedings taking place today. A satisfied smirk crossed his lips as he admired himself in the mirror. Clad in a custom Burberry suit and stylish sunglasses, he was ready to attend the court proceedings of Fredrik and Martino.He eagerly anticipated the judge ruling them guilty and handing down their punishments. As he walked back to his room, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, confident that they would win the case with the help of their witnesses.Zane and Mr. Billy had agreed to testify, as they had no other choice but to seek redemption. They had been slaves to their master, and when Harry agreed to help clear their names, they were overwhelmed with gratitude and their knees quickly gave way to the floor but Harry quickly scolded them, insisting they not kneel before him.The two men walked out with joy in their hearts, while Harry reminded them to maintain their cover until today's proceedings. Once they left, he let out
Harry clenched his fists tightly around the steering wheel as he zoomed away, feeling his nails digging into his palms. The intensity of his anger flushed his face red. Mixed emotions swirled in his mind as he bit his finger in frustration. He couldn't believe that the case had been adjourned until tomorrow, despite the overwhelming evidence of guilt.The image of the judge hitting the gavel replayed in his mind, fueling his anger even more. He quickly took a turn towards his house, and in no time, he arrived at his compound. Slamming the car door angrily, he parked his vehicle and stepped out.His staff, who witnessed the slamming of the door, could easily sense his anger and wisely chose to remain silent, focusing on their duties.As Harry entered the door, a smug smirk curled up on his lips the moment he laid eyes on Stanley. He was the only person he wanted to see at that moment, as he needed to gather information about the judge. She was undoubtedly behaving as if she were under
Harry sped his car towards the gate of the hall, then raced onto the expressway, eager to reach his house. Within seconds, he parked and stormed inside, his heart still burning with anger.They were twisting court laws like it was their family reunion. "His wife?" Harry muttered under his breath, a sly smirk curling his lips. He headed straight into his private room, unwilling to wait for Stanley's arrival to learn his next move.The smile on Martino's face, as his wife swept the case under the carpet, spoke volumes. It confirmed Harry's suspicions that she was indeed involved.What a clever tactic, right? To flout the law and have your wife cover it up.As the door swung open to the living room, a triumphant and proud smile graced Harry's lips.Walking into the living room, he couldn't contain his excitement. A confident smile spread across his face, radiating self-assurance.He was certain it was Stanley, and he never missed. Stanley must have returned with information that would
Harry paced the room anxiously until his phone finally rang—it was Damian. He quickly picked it up, eagerly awaiting his call back."Hey!" he said urgently once Damian answered."Oh, Harry, how..." Damian began, but Harry cut him short. He wasn't in the mood for pleasantries when Scarlet's life was in danger."I want you to double the security at the hospital I texted you. Make sure no one gets inside. Pietro is in there. Anyone who tries to act suspicious, you know what to do!" he said, and immediately hung up.With that, he tossed his phone onto the bed and quickly made his way to the bathroom. Within moments, he and Jade emerged simultaneously, their eyes locking once they both rushed out of their room."No!" Jade interjected, avoiding eye contact. "This isn't the right time for this."She knew what was next and she wasn't interested,not now when her friend is lying half dead on the hospital bed.She swiftly grabbed her bag and headed out, with Harry close behind. They settled into
Pietro involuntarily shivered, as though a sudden icy gust of wind had blown through the room, as the doctor exited. His eyes followed the doctor closely, watching him close the door."Sir!" The nurse's voice jolted him out of his thoughts as he walked out sluggishly."You can sit here," she pointed to a chair. Pietro quickly smiled, making himself comfortable as he kept his eyes on the door leading to Scarlet's room.He slowly took out his phone, preparing to call Harry, when a familiar voice snapped at him."Hey!"Pietro was startled. He quickly averted his gaze, and a wide grin spread across his lips when he saw Harry and Jade standing in front of him.The corners of his eyes crinkled with a radiant smile as he promptly hugged Harry and Jade."What's happening? Why are you outside?" Jade asked.With a deep sigh of relief, Pietro settled back into his seat and said, "They asked everyone to leave and clear the room until she wakes up in thirty minutes.”Jade's face faded into a frown
With each passing minute, Harry and Pietro paced back and forth in the room, their minds swirling with different thoughts.Jade sat there, trying to push away the negative thoughts as she kept her eyes fixed on the doors. She tapped her lap gently, attempting to control her emotions. She wished she could caution the men, but it seemed impossible since she needed someone to reassure her and provide hope that everything would turn out well.Suddenly, Harry's phone rang, snapping everyone out of their daze. Harry swiftly picked it up when he saw it was Stanley calling."How's it going?" he asked eagerly."Sir, I'm at their hotel, and it's just the two of them inside," Stanley explained. A satisfactory smirk curled up on Harry's lips. The ball was now in his court, and he was delighted to play it any way he wanted."Take action and give Martino a call. Use his personal number to make it easier," Harry instructed.Stanley's brows furrowed with confusion. "Sir, I thought..."He trailed off,
The door to Scarlet's ward swung open, and a wave of people rushed toward the attending doctor who emerged. The doctor's heart raced as everyone converged on him, their eagerness evident from their actions.Jade, her eyes fixed on the doctor, asked the question that seemed to halt the world in its tracks: "How is she?"With a reassuring smile, the doctor replied, "She's fine for now. However, the surgery will be performed by another team of doctors who are on their way. Our role is to ensure everything is in order."Harry furrowed his brows, trying to comprehend the situation. Thoughts swirled in his mind, and he tilted his head as if seeking a different perspective. But before he could raise his head, Pietro lunged at the masked doctor.Pietro tore off the doctor's mask and grabbed his neck tightly, causing the doctor to gasp for breath. Pietro's eyes scanned the doctor's body, and his astonishment grew as he noticed the tattoos. With adrenaline coursing through his veins, Pietro swi