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Citadel, Zion

At 3 a.m., Lambert shot up in bed, his heart pounding against his ribs like a jackhammer.

He’d gone to bed late and had barely drifted off when the nightmare gripped him. In it, he

saw Estelle, but she

was no longer herself—she was a monster, caged and beaten by unseen assailants.

These dreams had haunted him more than once.

Sitting on the edge of his bed, Lambert hung his head, gasping for air. He rose and walked

to the window. The

entire Zion City was still brightly lit.

Two days and two nights had passed since Estelle was taken. What kind of experiments

were they using her

for?

Raiden had claimed her, and Lambert knew he wouldn’t let her go easily.

Maybe there was bad blood between them. Raiden would show no mercy!

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The more Lambert thought about it, the more frantic he became. He grabbed a bottle of

bourbon and guzzled it

straight from the neck.

After emptying the bottle, he stumbled back to his bed, collapsing. As he closed his eyes,

Estelle’s final gaze

haunted him.

She may have been aloof, but she had always been fiercely loyal in protecting him.

And he had cast her into hell!

If she was conscious, she must hate him by now!

These past two days, he had no interest in women, no desire to negotiate with Raiden. He

just holed up in his

room.

He kept telling himself that Estelle was just a passing acquaintance. She meant nothing

compared to his family

legacy and to his goddess. Letting her go meant no loss to him.

A man like him wouldn’t feel any guilt!

But for some reason, he couldn’t let go. Just the thought of Estelle disrupted his peace of

mind.

Estelle’s eyes were imprinted in his brain.

Dawn came, and Lambert hadn’t slept a wink.

At 8 a.m., he called Raiden.

The line connected quickly, and Raiden’s calm, indifferent voice came through, “Mr.

Brennan, have you decided

to sign the contract today?”

Lambert’s voice was hoarse, “What have you done with Rella? Can you at least tell me

what experiments you’re

planning on her?”

Lambert was resolute, “I don’t want your concessions, and the deal can be scrapped. Just

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let her go!”

Without another word, Raiden hung up.

“Fuck!”

Lambert growled, hurling his phone to the floor.

Sitting on the bed, hands clutching his hair, his mind was in chaos. However, a strong

determination was taking

hold—he had to save Rella!

He had to rescue her!

Maybe it was foolish. He was the one who had betrayed Rella, and now he was scrambling

to save her.

But he felt it was the right thing to do. It didn’t matter that he’d made a mistake; what

mattered was making

amends.

…

With a newfound resolve, Lambert felt a surge of unprecedented power.

After finishing his breakfast, he headed straight for the bar.

The bar was tranquil during the daytime, as peaceful as a serene and beautiful sanctuary.

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