Chapter 153: Manchester United vs Aston Villa
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Nathaniel Rockefeller was not the only one making his way there.
Susan Beaumont, still dressed in her scrubs from a grueling nine-hour surgery, pushed forward with a sense of growing dread. The exhaustion that weighed down her body just moments ago was now overpowered by a new, consuming emotion—fear. The dark circles under her eyes, the tightness in her chest, the questions racing through her mind—it all paled in comparison to the single, undeniable truth hammering in her heart: Alexander was in danger.
’How? When? Why?’ The questions tumbled through her mind like an unstoppable current. The media had been relentless in their attacks on Alexander, but this—this was something far more serious.
’There’s no way it’s true.’
She repeated that thought like a mantra, clinging to it, needing it to be real. There had to be more to this, more that she didn’t yet understand. But one thing was certain—Alexander knew she would come. He had to know.
As her taxi pulled to a halt, she finally saw it.
The place she had visited countless times before, a sanctuary of wealth and power, was unrecognizable. The once quiet, exclusive area had been swallowed whole by a tidal wave of humanity. Thousands of people packed the streets, their voices a deafening roar of speculation, anger, and anticipation. The sea of flashing cameras, the shouting reporters, the endless waves of bodies pushing forward—it was chaos.
Her breath hitched. Her stomach clenched.
"Ma! Ma!"
The rough voice of the taxi driver snapped her out of her trance. Turning, she saw his impatient face glaring at her through the open driver’s window.