Chapter 630

"Judging by your anger, it seems Gareth didn't survive," Dorian said, a hint of victory in his laugh.

"You're going to be disappointed," Caden responded. "My girlfriend just brought medicine; she snatched Gareth from the brink of death."

Dorian was taken aback. "Alicia?" He instantly visualized Alicia hurrying over, her small stature belying immense courage. The turn of events completely surprised him. Who would have guessed the medicine would come all the way from Warrington?

While Dorian was lost in thought, Caden stood before him. Without hesitation, Caden pulled the dagger from Dorian's chest, splattering blood. A few droplets landed on Caden's face, highlighting his sharp features with an almost supernatural charm.

"Mr. Moss, it's not that I don't kill; it's just not necessary for me to do it myself," Caden said coldly. "You wanted me to mature. That's possible. Once I identify who attacked Gareth, I'll send his body to your home for your viewing pleasure."

Dorian managed a faint smile. "Caden, Gareth's survival might not be in your best interests."

Caden positioned the dagger at Dorian's throat. "He won't die, but your fate is less certain."

Dorian stood defiantly, unfazed, as if observing something trivial. Caden coldly diverted his gaze and commanded his men to throw Dorian out of the hospital.

Outside, Dorian's own crew swiftly arrived. Corey, their leader, approached first. Seeing Dorian's condition, he asked, "Was it Caden?" Dorian clutched his wound, silently enduring the pain.

"Is Gareth dead?" Corey continued. Dorian leaned back against the car seat while his men tended to his wound. He stared back at the fading hospital, his expression unreadable.

"He's alive," Dorian finally said.

Corey scoffed. "What a nuisance."

As darkness fell, Corey observed Caden leaving the hospital with Alicia. Then, he stealthily entered Gareth's room. Dressed as a doctor, wearing a lab coat and mask, Corey entered. Gareth was just regaining consciousness, still weak. Corey cleared the room and pulled a photo from his pocket. Gareth's eyes widened in shock. The photo, torn in half, separated the images of his wife and children.

"Your twin sons and wife are now under my control," Corey said. "If you want them safe, you'll follow my instructions."

Tears welled up in Gareth's eyes as madness threatened to consume him. He shook his head in despair.