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    A guard spotted ine advancing with thunder written across his features and immediately moved closer, choosing his words with careful precision.


    “Mr. Castro, we’ve kept the hospital sealed for several hours now. The director just delivered a message asking when normal activities can restart.”


    ine pressed his fingers against his temples while exhaustion carved deep lines across his features.


    Maintaining the hospital’s lockdown forever simply wasn’t possible. Eventually, such measures would trigger widespread fear among patients and staff.


    “Inform the director that he can end the lockdown,” hemanded. After a brief moment, his voice grew razor-sharp. “Also, make sure the technical team puts Jack’s phone at the top of their list. I need it functioning immediately.” That device could contain the answers to every question guing them.


    Unknown to ine, just past the doorway leading to the emergency stairs, a man wearing a white medical coat had been quietly watching his every action. A cruel smile twisted his lips as the stranger dissolved into the darkness of the stairway.


    Positioning himself next to the icy metal handrail, he retrieved his phone and entered a number with smooth, rehearsed movements.


    Once the call went through, his tone lowered and became heavy with deference.


    “Mr. Howe, ine has proven far more troublesome than we anticipated. He’s stationed numerous guards around Jack’s room—constant monitoring every hour of every day. We haven’t found any opportunity to make our move. Beyond thatplication, he’s demanding that Jack’s phone be fixed quickly. It appears he believes the device contains crucial information. If we attempt anything now, we might reveal our entire operation.”


    At the other end of the line, Alex’s eyebrows pulled together into a deep, angry crease.


    ine. That rich boy who typically spent his time wasting money and chasing pleasure—and now, he dared to destroy his carefullyid schemes?


    Did that conceited idiot truly believe that carrying the Castro family name would protect him from consequences?


    A spark of deadly determination zed in Alex’s gaze. He had poured too much effort and plotting into this scheme to watch it crumble at this crucial moment.


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    If ine continued forcing himself into this dangerous situation, then he would need to be removed permanently as well.


    Alex ground his teeth together while his voice plummeted to a bone-chilling whisper.


    “If circumstances demand it… eliminate inepletely.”


    Once he wasmitted to this path, there could be no half-measures or retreat.


    The physician on the receiving end trembled violently, almost losing his grip on the device.


    ine represented far more than an ordinary target—he stood as the only heir to the Castro family, Ralph’s beloved grandson. Harming ine would be equivalent tounching an assault against the entire Castro dynasty.


    If Ralph, the mythical family head who had retired long ago, were to emerge because of this incident, the resulting devastation would be beyondprehension.


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