Chapter 10

"Now! Drag her to the operating room! Immediately! Transplant!" Angelina looked around in terror. Everyone was staring at her menacingly. Bodyguards hauled her up from the cold floor. The wounds on her wrists from the restraints reopened, staining the guards' black sleeves, dripping onto the polished floor. "No—!! Let me go! Leo! You can't!" Angelina shrieked. She fought with all her strength, kicking and thrashing. "My baby is still alive! He's not dead! You can't!" But no matter how she screamed or struggled, she couldn't escape this prison. "Hold her down!" a doctor ordered coldly. "Administer sedative!" the doctor commanded again. The cold touch of the needle pressed against her skin. "No—!" Angelina's eyes bulged as she screamed wildly. She fainted. Blood flowed from between her thighs... "Angelina's bleeding!..." a nurse noticed in panic. Leo saw it too, frowning. "What's going on?" Leo asked coldly. The doctor examined Angelina immediately, his expression changing drastically. "President... Miss Crawford... she's miscarrying!" "What?" Leo was stunned. He pushed aside the blocking doctor, rushing to Angelina's side in a few strides. "Say that again!" He grabbed the lead doctor's collar, staring fiercely into his terrified eyes. "That report sent to my email... was it fake? "How is that possible? "Didn't she miscarry long ago? "Why are you telling me she's miscarrying now?" The question silenced everyone. The lead doctor had personally sent the miscarriage report to Leo's email. But now, everyone was baffled. Leo exploded in rage. "Investigate! Pull up all backend records for that report! The raw data! The authorization process! Who handled it! Don't miss a single second!" At that moment, Samantha in his arms clutched his collar weakly: "Darling... my stomach... it hurts so much..." Leo's nerves tightened instantly. He closed his eyes, opening them again filled only with icy resolve. "Angelina has miscarried now. Samantha's child is still there. Proceed with the transplant." A nurse couldn't help but speak up, her voice laced with pity: "President, but Miss Crawford just miscarried. She's terribly weak..." Before she could finish, Leo's vicious glare silenced her. "Angelina loves me. Sacrificing for my happiness is only natural, isn't it? "What right do you, an irrelevant bystander, have to judge?" The nurse immediately shut her mouth. "Yes..." The transplant surgery proceeded immediately. During this time, Eli had been frantically texting and calling Angelina. But her phone had been confiscated by Leo's guards long ago. She was trapped in a hellish prison. Eli, frantic, searched hospitals city-wide, then nationwide. Finally, following Leo's trail, he found Angelina. But it was too late. The surgery was complete. Outside the OR, Eli saw Leo. He charged forward, grabbed his collar, and landed a heavy punch squarely on his face. "You monster!" He stepped closer, his grip like iron as he hauled Leo up. "What have you done to Angelina? She was fine! Why is she in surgery?!" Leo wiped the blood from his lip with his thumb, scrutinizing the unfamiliar yet imposing man. "Who are you? "What is Angelina to you?" Bodyguards moved to restrain Eli; Leo waved them off. Eli tightened his grip on Leo's collar, eyes bloodshot, his voice a threatening growl: "I warn you, if anything happens to Angelina, I will make you pay."