Patrick's limbs were beyond his control, his body betraying him as he followed Vivienne's retreating steps.

Behind him, Gillian's heart-wrenching cries for her father echoed through the air, but he was powerless to respond. Patrick finally felt the command of his body returned when they reached a secluded cabin on the ship.

But now, with both Percival and Anna guarding the door, escape was an impossibility.

"Kneel," Vivienne commanded, her voice serene as she sat on the seat representing authority.

Patrick fell to his knees with a thud, not out of compulsion but from the sheer force of Vivienne's presence.

His legs tingled with numbness, sharp pains shooting through his knees as if a thousand needles were pricking them.

Beads of sweat formed on his brow, trickling down his temples and disappearing onto his shoulders.

Vivienne sat with her legs crossed, her slender neck held high with disdain, a hint of scorn in her gaze.

As Patrick knelt, Vivienne wondered what her mother had seen in him. How could such a spineless man be entrusted with the critical technology of bionics?

She regarded him with contempt and curiosity, slowly pulling the small "Morning Glory" from her pocket and tossing it at Patrick.

Instinctively, he caught it, his forehead bulging with veins, paralyzed with fear.

When he saw what it was, he finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He had thought she had thrown a knife at him!

"Madam, what is this?" he stammered.

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, her voice calm. "A miniature bomb."

Shocked to his core, Patrick scrambled behind the couch for cover.

a knife, but it was even worse - a

tosses a bomb around like a

Vivienne could almost be certain of his innocence regarding

she stated, her legs shifting position

on the ship, my daughter and I were there, too. I would never risk our lives by planting a bomb. This has nothing to do with

know," Vivienne murmured absentmindedly, frowning

to rise, "Could this

looked at him.

cut all ties with the Boyd family. But for the sake of the bionic tech, I could

family's head wanted to drop

signal beeped in her

The shipment had arrived.

time, Patrick's phone buzzed with a message. He wanted to check it but could not do so in front of

eyes closing.

that, she

Vivienne was

bomb had touched a nerve, and his pale

his phone continued to vibrate in

shipment had arrived,

Why bother messaging him?

post outside the cabin and were now at the Sea City harbor. Leopold and Thomas had secured the docks, sealing off all incoming shipments and detaining the dockworkers. "Percival, we found it—it's Keco," Thomas reported, handing over a

new drug on the black market, identical to

brow furrowed. "How

with Leopold before revealing

"Three tons."

Anna gasped. "How much?"

"Three tons," Thomas repeated.

tons of Keco could profit enough to buy a

had not imagined it would

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