Chapter 3 - The General's Arrival
The hospital valets froze in sheer panic as four armed military escorts stepped out of the black SUVs, taking strategic positions around the driveway.
General Charles Brooks walked with slow, measured steps toward his daughter, his silver hair and pristine white uniform radiating unshakeable authority. He gently placed a strong, protective hand on Audrey’s shoulder, looking down at his newborn grandson sleeping in her arms.
Dominic’s arrogant sneer vanished completely. He stepped back against the luxury SUV, his heart hammering as he stared at the four-star general.
"W-who are you?" Dominic stammered, his dark suit suddenly feeling suffocating. "You can't block my car! I'm leaving!"
General Brooks didn't look at Dominic. He looked at the crumpled bills in Audrey's hand.
"You gave my daughter twelve dollars after major surgery," General Brooks stated, his deep, stern voice cutting through the traffic noise like a knife. He slowly turned his head to look down at Dominic through his dark sunglasses. "Hand over the keys."
Victoria gasped in horror from the sidewalk, clutching her cream tweed suit. "Dominic... who is that man?! What is happening?!"
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"That man," Audrey said in a cold, quiet voice, standing tall despite her physical pain, "is my father."
👉 Read Part 4 to discover the financial trap Audrey and her father had set.
