Chapter 273: I Am Coming Back

The next day, the air ambulance and the specialized team were arranged, and Aiden was transferred to the hospital where Caryn was. It was their safe base for the moment.

Eric, who had finally learned what had happened, was shocked to see Aiden lying almost lifeless in the hospital ICU bed. Leo explained to him how it had happened.

The shocked man felt conflicted about how to break the news to Caryn, who had already been restless over Aiden’s disappearance. But he had to tell her anyway.

Controlling his own emotions, Eric went to her. As usual, he saw her lying in her bed, silently looking out of the window.

"Caryn," Eric called her.

The woman didn’t look at him but instead said, "If you have no information about Aiden’s whereabouts yet, you can get lost."

"I... I came with information," Eric replied hesitantly.

She still didn’t look at him and asked in her usual cold tone, "Where is he?"

Eric swallowed hard before saying, "Here... in this hospital..."

"Tell him to come visit me right away," she said, still looking out of the window.

"He can’t come to you," Eric said.

There was silence for a while before Caryn finally turned to look at him. "What’s the matter?" For the past few days, she hadn’t had a good feeling and felt worried about what she was about to hear.

"He is gravely injured and is in the ICU after surgery," Eric replied, keeping his composure calm.

Caryn inhaled deeply to steady herself as her worst fears were confirmed. "Take me to him."

"You can’t go yet. I already asked the doctor, and they clearly said you’re not allowed to leave this room," Eric replied, holding his breath, bracing himself for her anger.

But, contrary to his expectations, the woman remained calm. "Who did this?"

Eric nodded. "They are said to be from Belvorn."

Hearing this name, Caryn’s expression turned icy.

"He was trying to find out who is after you and your daughter, and stop them before they could plan another attack," Eric added.

Caryn clenched her fists. "That kid. I told him to stay out of it, but... if I don’t say anything, it’s because there’s a reason. Yet no one wants to listen to me..."

"If you had told him, this wouldn’t have happened," Eric countered, gathering all his courage.

Caryn frowned. "I know him better than you. I’ve raised him all these years. If I had told him, he wouldn’t have stopped. Instead, he would’ve gone head-on with them... He doesn’t know how dangerous they are."

Eric remained silent as Caryn spoke again. "Give me my mobile."

Eric pulled her mobile out of the drawer and handed it to her, wondering what she was planning now.

With her expression serious, she typed a number into her mobile as if she had memorized it by heart and dialed. The call was answered after a few rings.

Before the person on the other side could say anything, Caryn spoke. "I told you back then that I am never returning, and you could enjoy it all, but it seems like you never trusted me," Caryn’s cold and resolute voice echoed in the room. "I tolerated you wanting to harm me, but this time, you harmed the wrong person. I don’t mind going back on my words. Soon—very soon—I’m returning, and I’ll make all your fears come true. Just wait for me."

With that, she hung up the call and tossed her mobile aside. Eric was certain now that something serious was about to happen. The tigress who had been hibernating for so long seemed to have awakened once more.

"Eric, ask the doctor to do something to expedite my recovery. Whether they allow it or not, I’m leaving this place," she said.

"I’ll talk to them right away," he assured her quickly.

"And arrange for me to see Aiden. I don’t care if they make me wear some spacesuit or whatever—I want to see him," she declared.

"Sure."

She leaned back against the headboard and resumed gazing out the window. Though her expression appeared calm, there was a storm brewing behind her eyes.

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Somewhere far away, in another country named Belvorn.

Smack!

An older-looking man angrily threw his phone against the wall after the person he was talking to ended the call. Seething with rage, he sat on a lavish leather sofa.

The two men in black suits standing to the side were taken aback. This man had just received a call, listened for a few moments, and now he was this furious?

"How... How dare she warn me like this?" he spat out, his eyes red with anger. "That bitch Carmen, why won’t she just die?"

The two men now understood it was about that woman—the one this man had been trying to eliminate for ages but never succeeded.

"That bitch pretended to be dead for so long. She fooled me," the man said again. "Now she says she’s coming back? Never. Before that, I’ll kill her and her daughter. I’ll kill her daughter right in front of her eyes so she’ll know what it means to challenge me. She’ll wish she had died quietly."

Just then, a middle-aged man wearing perfectly fitted expensive suit, similar to Caryn’s age, entered the lavish drawing room. "Father, what happened? What angered you this much?"

"Carmen. That bitch is planning to return," he replied.

Hearing this, the younger man was shocked. "Our people failed again?"

The older man clenched his teeth. "I don’t know what kind of fate she was born with. Every time, she manages to survive."

"I think this time, we should just capture her daughter. Only then will we be able to control Carmen."

"Her daughter is even more difficult to reach," the older man said, glaring at the two men. "You still haven’t managed to get that Vincent Castelo."

"It’s difficult to get to him in his own territory, Mr Everthorn. He’s powerful there," one of the men replied. "And recently, we found out there’s a new party protecting that girl. We’re still investigating them, but from the way they operate, we can tell they are more powerful than Vincent Castelo or even Carmen."

"More powerful than Castelo?" The older man’s eyes widened in surprise. "The Castelos are already difficult enough, and now someone even more powerful? What are you people doing? Are you waiting until Carmen and her daughter gather every powerful person in the world to come for my throat?"

"Apologies. We’ll soon do something about it," the man replied quickly.

"Father, calm down," his son interjected. "Even if she says she’s returning, Belvorn is ruled by us, and she can’t do anything. In fact, I’d say let her come here, into our territory—it’ll be even easier to get rid of her."

The older man finally began to calm down, his son’s words making sense.