<b>Chapter </b><b>397 </b>
As soon as Vanessa arrived on set, she somehow got her hands on an axe and started ting around looking for Fussall
Director Cason did a double take at the sight and asked, “What’s Vanests doing, wandering around with an aver
His assistant nced up. “She’s looking for Mr. Nicholson, I think
Cason shot to his feet, his whole demeanor changing in an instant,
Justst night, he’d been woken from a dead sleep by a tall, Russell had exined a few urgent matters, then rushed back to Mambia, Olivia trading behind like the loyal sidekick she was
Cason could understand if the boss had an emergency, but Vanessa searching for Russell with an axe?
He asked, “Has Aria shown up yet?”
The assistant shook his head, “Not yet”
Cason felt a chill of premonition–something big was about to happen.
He sprinted toward Vanessa, calling out as he ran, “Vanessa, put the axe down! Mr. Nicholson isn’t here!”
“He’s not?” Vanessa whipped around, her face thunderous.
That could only end in chaos.
Cason breathed a silent sigh of relief. Thank God Russell wasn’t there, or who knew how ugly this would get.
He quickly took the ace from her, “What happened? Mr. Nicholson went back to Masmubiast night. Aria isn’ting anymore either?”
Vanessa spat, “Damn it.”
Then, after a second thought, she added, “Forget it if he’s gone.”
“Cason, I need to
to take the morning off. Got something urgent to handle.
He didn’t have to <b>ask </b>to know it had to do with Russell
But with Russell out of town, even Vanessa couldn’t stir up too much trouble.
He nodded, “Alright, but don’t take too long.”
Got it.” Vanessa grabbed herptop, found an outlet, and settled in, her fingers flying across the keyboard.
Meanwhile, at the very
very top of a skyscraper downtown, “Neb” glinted in giant lette
letters under the <b>sun</b>.
Inside the building, though, it was total chaos. Neb’s system was under cyberattack.
The IT department was in a frenzy, but whoever was on the other end of this digital assault was relentless.
Within minutes, every
screen
in the office shed the same message in bold, screaming text: Russell Drop Dead!
The CEO, finding out that Russell had pissed someone off again, mmed his palm on the desk and roared, “Get Russell on the phone, now!”
Russell had barely stepped off the ne before the angry call came
He was met with a barrage <b>of </b>curses.
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Olivia, walking not to him, asked, “Bussel, what happened?”
Russell’s expression darkened. “Til handle it.” He hung up and muttered, “treb’s under attack- someone’sing after ma
He immediately dialed A, but she didn’t pick up. Next, he called Cason. “Tind Vineyes. It’s urgent.”
The moment Cason heard that, he remembered Vanessa had just taken the morning off its eyes went wide “he way–did she actually do something.
Forgetting about the film, Cason tore off running. “Where’s Vanessali”
Someone pointed the way
He found her in a side tent,ptop open, lines of code racing across the screen as Vanessa’s fingers pounded the keyboard.
Cason frome.
On speakerphone, Russell’s <b>voice </b>barked, “Did you find Vanessa yet?”
Vanessa didn’t look up. She just stopped typing, stood up, and snatched the phone from Cason’s hand, voice like ice. “Russell, there won’t be a next time”
She hung up a
and locked eyes with Cason, silent and defiant.
stester, Russell called back, trying to keep his cool. “Fine, just restore the system.”
A few minutes
Vanessa snorted. “<b>Wait </b>for it.”
She sat down <b>again </b>and, in a few deft moves, rolled back her attack.
<b>Crisis </b>was over. The CEO warned Russell, “You cause any more trouble, and we’re finding a new partner.”
Russell got into his car, face stormy. <b>Olivia</b><b>, </b>as usual, seemedpletely oblivious to the tension, beaming as she asked, “Russell, why’s Father in such a rush to see us?”
Russell rubbed his temples. “I have no idea.”
But whatever it was, it wouldn’t be good for him.
Not long after, his phone rang again–another emergency. “Russell, Baron’s been targeted
At the train station, Aria reached for her suitcase, but Owen beat her to it, grabbing the handle with ease.
<b>She </b>sighed, “My right hand works just fine, you know.”
Owen looked down, his tone gentle but firm. “<b>Use </b>your right hand for your phone. I’ll carry this.”
He stayed close to her left side, shielding her from the crowds jostling through the station.
They walked out together, side by side.
“Ms. Saxon?”
Aris turned at the familiar <b>voice</b>, meeting Ramon’s eyes. Liam was there too.
Her gaze barely lingered on Liam before siding away.
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Ramon greeted her warmly, “What a coincidence, running into you here!”
Aria nodded, polite but distant. “It really is,”
“Thanks to you, my daughter’s made a full recovery, No more bed rest, and the baby’s doing great.”
“I’m d. They’ll be just fine,” Aria replied.
Ramon’s nce at Liam <b>was </bplicated. “Liam got into our hospital on his own merits.”
a gave a sere
Aria
serene little smile. “You don’t need to worry, Ramon. There’s nothing between me and him.
Liam had just opened his mouth to say hello, but hearing that, the words died on his lips.
His gaze flickered to Owen, who was carrying both suitcases, clearly one belonged to Aria.
He thought, ‘Have they gone on a trip together? Are they together now?
Ramon rxed, and, turning to Owen, grinned, “Owen, long time no see.”
Owen smiled back, “It has been a while.”
Ramon, noticing the way Owen held Aria’s luggage, couldn’t help but joke, “I always thought <b>you </b>two would make a great couple. Remember to send mo an invite when you tie the knot”
Owen shook his head, exining, “It’s a misunderstanding, Ramon, Aria and I just happened to run into each other on <b>our </b>way back to Kanit City.”
Aria added, “My left hand’s out ofmission, so he’s helping with my bags.”
So they weren’t together after all.
Liam’s expression grow even moreplicated.
Il Aria didn’t go for someone as outstanding as Owen, was there really no hope for anyone else?
Ramon wasn’t fazed. He figured it was only a matter of time. “How’s your hand? Have you had it checked?”
I’m fine. Already saw a doctor,” Aria replied.
Ramon nodded, a strange look in his eyes. “Do you remember Dr. Webster?”
“Of course,” Aria said.
Ramon had always admired Culver, but after his daughter’s ordeal, he was starting to think the legendary doctor’s reputation might be a bit overblown.
“Culver just found the National Doctor’s Seal. He’s about to take over Todd School.”