Chapter 42 - the midnight ultimatum
It was a quiet Friday evening in the executive tower. Sophie and Ruby were jointly reviewing the final schematics for a revolutionary new community hospital when the heavy glass doors of their private top-floor office were violently kicked open.
Three heavily armed Russian mercenaries stormed into the room, flanking a tall, arrogant man in a tailored gray suit. Alexei Volkov smiled coldly, tossing a heavy, blood-stained silver watch onto the mahogany desk. It was Silas's old watch.
"Your father gave my cartel a broken man who couldn't pay his debts decades ago," Alexei sneered, his deep voice thick with a chilling accent. "Now, I am collecting the interest. Sign over the commercial shipping ports by midnight, or my men will burn Chicago to the ground."
Sophie didn't panic. Ruby didn't flinch. Inheriting Damien's terrifyingly cold composure, the twin queens sat perfectly still at the head of the desk, radiating an absolute, suffocating authority.
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"You made a catastrophic mistake walking into our home, Alexei," Sophie stated, her dark eyes narrowing to absolute, freezing ice tonight.
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