The Million-Dollar Heart

Without hesitation, Soren fed Anna the last life-saving pill, ensuring she was quickly lifted onto a stretcher.

Meanwhile, Percival and Leopold rounded up every suspicious character within sight. Regardless of their protests and cries of innocence, they took no chances, erring on the side of caution rather than risk letting a spy slip through their grasp.

Those trained in the art of espionage were highly alert and masterful actors. Their disguises were so convincing that even the sharpest detective eyes might fail to discern their true nature.

Soon, they had filled two vans with captives, and Leopold, unable to stand, slumped beside Percival on one knee.

"Hang in there, Leopold," Percival urged, supporting him with one arm to prevent him from slipping into unconsciousness.

Thomas had arrived with reinforcements, and the National Intelligence Bureau's backup had also reached the scene. The situation was finally under control, with the threat of a secondary explosion averted, and all the injured had been rushed to the hospital, including Gillian, who was now in the ICU.

By the time Soren was admitted to the hospital, he was unconscious, with shards of glass lodged perilously inside him.

Karen, who took over his care, was stunned by the severity of his injuries.

"Frost, didn't you give him a life-saving pill?" Karen knew Vivienne always carried life-saving pills for emergencies, especially for missions like these, where they were stocked in abundance.

Given Soren's critical condition, it was unthinkable that Vivienne wouldn't have administered one.

"I did, but I think he shared them with his team. Mom, he's in your hands now. I need to check on Anna

inquiry. Time was of the essence,

who lost their limbs from the blast, they reattached limbs that could be salvaged. Unfortunately, for those

mission resulted in the capture of twenty-three individuals, one of whom turned out to be an innocent bystander. After receiving hefty compensation from

hundred injuries, and all members of the National Intelligence Bureau's team led by Astrid were wounded. The financial loss amounted to fifty million dollars. Fortunately, the explosion had occurred away from residential areas,

starting with Vance, who faced a severe reprimand and

of the Sea City headquarters was blunt over the phone. "Listen, Vance, you either find the person primarily responsible, or you pack up and return

discussing the plan on the desk at the

right hand. Plus, Thomas had always been the most sensible and cautious team leader of

but without evidence since the surveillance footage from the command vehicle was damaged in the explosion-the truth was

had suffered a severe blow to the back of her head, and despite surgery, the

side immediately called for a

before urging her to discharge herself. The hospital was overwhelmed, and with the ICU at capacity, even ordinary wards were in high demand. Given how light Gillian's injury was, she

doctor, my head hurts so badly. What if

for a painkiller injection, but you must leave. There are no beds left, and others are waiting. Please pack your things and leave by this afternoon. Thank you

but the doctor ignored

the ICU. Anna and Astrid's situation had yet to improve, and Soren and Leopold