Chapter 8 - The Bear's Secret
Victoria began to hyperventilate. The sleek ivory evening gown suddenly felt like a straightjacket. "You lying little brat! I armed it perfectly! It was a military detonator!"
Emma didn't argue. She sat up on the marble floor, her light pink floral dress slightly wrinkled. She reached down to the back of her beloved brown stuffed bear. With her tiny fingers, she grabbed the small metal zipper hidden in the bear's fur and pulled it open.
Emma reached her hand inside the stuffing.
With a soft clatter, she dropped three heavy, cylindrical blasting caps and a tangle of ripped red and blue initiating wires directly onto the polished marble floor.
"I took the shiny metal pieces out," Emma said innocently. "So it couldn't tick anymore."
The elite bodyguards in the background gasped in absolute shock. The six-year-old girl, acting purely on the survival instincts taught to her by a mother who grew up in the slums, had completely disarmed a highly lethal C4 explosive device with her bare hands, stuffing the detonators inside her teddy bear.
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Damiano stared at the heavy blasting caps rolling against his leather shoes. He let out a slow, heavy breath, the sheer magnitude of what this child had just done washing over him. A tiny girl in a pink dress had just saved his entire empire, his life, and her mother's life.
👉 Victoria’s master plan was entirely destroyed, and the mafia boss was ready to deliver his absolute, merciless judgment.
