Chapter 4

I let out a cold laugh and did not bother wasting another word. Instead, I pulled out my phone and made a call.

"Lock down this entire sea zone. I don't want even a fly getting out. Then send the best medical team here immediately to these coordinates. Also, freeze all assets under Cassie's name right now, including everything she's given to that pretty boy."

Cassie heard what I said and froze for a moment before bursting into laughter. "Arthur, are you addicted to playing pretend? Lock down the maritime area? Do you think you're in some action movie? You're a useless loser I've been supporting, and you dare say you're going to destroy me?"

Brandon joined in the mockery. "Hey guys, check this out! We've got a lunatic here! He says he's going to take down the Wynter Group! I'm dying! Come on, get a close-up so everyone can see this delusional loser's face!"

The camera shoved right up to my face.

I did not dodge, just stared coldly at Cassie.

My gaze made Cassie uncomfortable, but she quickly regained her composure. In her eyes, I was nothing but an orphan with no power or background, someone with nothing but brute strength.

She walked up to me, looking at me condescendingly. "Arthur, for the sake of the two years you've followed me around, I'll give you one last chance. Get on your knees right now and apologize to Brandon. Admit you came here to scam us. Then sign a waiver giving up all property claims, and I'll let you and your Emily leave."

Her expression turned vicious as she added, "Otherwise, the sharks are going to have quite a feast with you two."

I ignored her, focusing entirely on performing CPR on Emily.

"It's useless," Brandon said mockingly from the side. "That sick girl is definitely done for. Ugh, how unlucky! She ruined my debut stream. Cassie, have someone spray extra air freshener later. It reeks of poverty in here."

Cassie nodded, but before she could say anything, her phone rang. It was the Wynter Group's board of directors calling. She answered casually, but the voice on the other end let out a wail of despair.

"Ms. Wynter! We have a major crisis! United Zahara has cut off all our oil supply! Our cargo ships have been detained at port, and they're saying we're involved in smuggling!"

"The royal family just announced they're canceling all our distribution rights and suing us for breach of contract, demanding ten billion dollars in damages! Not only that, but the bank just called. They've frozen all the company's accounts!"

The barrage of devastating news hit Cassie like a bomb, and her face turned deathly pale. "No way! That's impossible! What are you even talking about?"

At the same time, a dense roaring sound suddenly came from the distant horizon. The sound grew louder and louder, until even the sand on the ground began to tremble.

Everyone looked up. A dozen heavy military helicopters painted in camouflage formed a combat formation and came thundering toward us. Several speedboats cut through the ocean waves, followed by a massive medical ship.

On the flags, the Zaharan Royal Family's crest gleamed.