Chapter 74 - the desperate demand
The mercenary captain, bleeding and entirely pinned down behind a marble pillar, realized his squad was being systematically dismantled. Driven by pure, animalistic desperation, he pulled a high-explosive incendiary device from his tactical vest, holding his thumb over the dead-man's switch. "Cease fire, Vance!" the captain roared, his voice cracking with sheer, unadulterated panic. "Julian paid us from the inside! We have orders to burn this entire estate to the ground if you don't secure his immediate federal release! I will drop this detonator!" Chloe's eyes narrowed into absolute, freezing ice. She looked down at the trembling mercenary from the high balcony. The mention of her treacherous uncle Julian, the man who had locked her in a basement when she was just a little girl, ignited a terrifying, apocalyptic fury within her soul. "My father taught me never to negotiate with parasites," Chloe stated coldly, her voice echoing perfectly through the shattered grand hall. "And you severely underestimated the architectural design of this estate."
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