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Chương 10 - The False Victory

The breakout from the country club was a masterpiece of tactical violence.

Mason’s men moved with terrifying precision, laying down suppressive fire while extracting Maya through the service corridors.

They eliminated the Volkov hitmen blocking the parking lot and threw Maya into the back of an armored SUV.

The convoy tore through the night streets of Seattle, leaving the burning wedding venue far behind.

An hour later, the heavy steel doors of Mason’s penthouse elevator slid shut, finally sealing the chaos outside.

Maya collapsed against the mahogany wall, gasping for air as the adrenaline violently crashed out of her system.

They had survived.

She looked at the billionaire standing beside her.

His charcoal suit was ruined, stained with blood and gunpowder, but he looked completely unbothered.

He had physically shielded her with his own body when the final bullets shattered the banquet hall windows.

"Are you hurt?" Mason asked, his voice softening dramatically as he checked her arms for injuries.

Maya shook her head, tears of pure relief finally welling in her eyes.

"I'm fine," she whispered, stepping into his chest and wrapping her arms around him tightly.

He hesitated for a fraction of a second before holding her close.

For the first time in twenty-four hours, she felt completely, undeniably safe.

They walked into the massive, glass-walled living room overlooking the glittering Seattle skyline.

"I need to coordinate with my lieutenants," Mason said gently, kissing the top of her head.

"Wait right here, Maya."

He walked out onto the private terrace, leaving his ruined suit jacket resting on the leather sofa.

A few seconds later, a secondary burner phone slipped out of his jacket pocket and fell onto the floor.

It began to vibrate silently, the screen lighting up with an incoming encrypted call.

Maya bent down to pick it up, intending to bring it out to him.

Her thumb accidentally brushed the answer button.

She lifted the phone to her ear, about to call out his name, when a harsh, distorted voice spoke through the speaker.

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"Excellent work orchestrating the wedding attack, Mason."

"Now that the rival boss is dead and you have the Bennett girl locked in your penthouse, execute her before the FBI arrives."

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