Paid To Care, Destined To Conquer Novel

Chapter 482 From the Isle of Solitude The moment Stella appeared on the big screen, the entire hall fell silent. Hudson let out a quiet sigh of relief and shot a look at his colleague, signaling him to stay calm. 'As long as Stella's here, everything will be fine. Nothing puts me more at ease than this,' he thought. Dawn broke in the east. Everyone in the auditorium held their breath, watching the stunning girl sitting on the edge of the cliff, bathed in the first light of morning.

She was at the highest point of Sumepa Island, the sunlight wrapping her in a soft glow, while fighter jets armed to the teeth with explosives circled right overhead. The scene was jaw-dropping to everyone watching. Stella flashed Mark a sly smile, arched her brow, and slowly signaled a countdown, three fingers in the air. She lowered it to two. Then, just one finger remained. At that exact moment, Mark's phone blared to life. The ringtone was sharp and frantic. An ominous chill swept through everyone present. "Go ahead, answer it," Stella smiled, motioning for him to pick up.

Mark just stared, lost for words. He answered the call with a sour look, and within seconds, his face fell completely. "You son of a bitch!" Mark yelled, his chest heaving as he shouted at Stella on the big screen, absolutely furious and losing all composure. Everyone else just looked at each other, completely at a loss for words. Mark was at a loss for words. Deep beneath Monterra's headquarters, several hundred feet underground, was a dungeon where Monterra's agents had locked up all the high-profile prisoners they'd grabbed from around the globe.

That was also where Yakov, the Estravian geneticist who'd vanished without a trace, had been held. But just now, he'd gotten the news that every single one of those hundred-plus "high-value targets" had vanished into thin air, and nobody had a clue where they'd gone. Among them were a famous biologist from Arcadia, a nuclear physicist from Rurikstan who'd been snatched out of nowhere, and plenty more.

If any of this leaked, Monterra would be thrown right into the international spotlight, and as the guy who came up with the whole Dungeon Plan, Mark knew he'd be the scapegoat, no doubt about it. Suddenly, Mark was drenched in cold sweat. "Who the hell are you?" he spat through clenched teeth. Stella let out a mocking laugh. "Weren't you the one trying to investigate me?" Mark stayed silent. Anyone could see that, in just one phone call, Stella had already taken control of the whole situation. Right now, the top executive of Monterra was sweating bullets.

He really had been trying to investigate her. But even with Monterra's most elite agents on the case, every record they dug up for the name "Stella" had zero connection to the girl now turning the world upside down right in front of them. At some point, Blackie had climbed onto Stella's shoulder, flicking her with the tip of its tail. Chapter 482 From the Isle of Solitude It gave her a little nudge to remind her. Everyone stared as Stella turned around, and the drone's feed synced up instantly, following her every move.

Not far away, Monterra's secret research facility on Sumepa Island was now crystal clear on the screen for everyone to see. "Mark," Stella said, her amber eyes locked on the white building. She turned and stared straight into the drone, as if she was staring Mark down through the screen. She gave off a mischievous, almost wicked vibe, like a little devil. She flashed a smile. "I'm from the Isle of Solitude," she said. Stella sauntered toward the secret research facility, her tone casual, almost lazy. 'Isle of Solitude?' everyone else wondered.

For a moment, the entire auditorium was dead silent. Then, everyone gasped in shock. The Isle of Solitude was the place that was built for the five High Elders to retire in peace. No one knew its exact location. Back in their prime, each of those five was a name that made nations tremble; any one of them could've been an apocalyptic overlord. And to make things crazier, they held sway over more than 45% of the world's power network. None of the five ever had children. People who'd glimpsed them in Dorestan over a decade ago swore that there was suddenly a masked girl at their side.

Some called her a wild card; others said she was a little devil who could stir up trouble wherever she went. And it was this very girl who, the moment she appeared, led a pride of lions and single-handedly stopped a riot on the grasslands of Farronia. After that, she vanished without a trace. 'Wait, so she's Stella!' people thought. ** At the jungle's edge, Sebastian and his team were locked in a fierce fight with Mike. "Sebastian!" Mike spat, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Just my luck, it's you again!" Back in the day, his team had been taken down by Sebastian's Red Shadow squad. That humiliation still haunts him to this day. Sebastian had ditched his jacket ages ago, his arms taut and slick with sweat. "Mike, you can't beat me," he said. Sebastian thought, 'Even with the Gene Project drug, he still doesn't stand a chance. Sebastian's face didn't even twitch, which just pissed Mike off even more. "Shut up!" he shouted at Sebastian, throwing a punch straight at his face.

Sebastian just sidestepped, and Mike's fist smashed into the tree, splinters exploding everywhere and leaving a massive dent in the trunk. Sebastian, his expression icy, seized Mike's shoulder. With a vicious twist, he broke Mike's shoulder bone. "You're a disgrace!" Mike howled, his face twisted in pain as he cursed. A blade slipped from his camo sleeve, and with a swift motion, he spun and slashed at Sebastian at close range. Overhead, fighter jets roared through the sky. 2/3 Chapter 482 From the Isle of Solitude A fresh streak of blood ran down Sebastian's cheek.

"Sebastian, you and your guys are all gonna die here!" Mike spat, his voice dripping with malice. Mike gripped the knife in a reverse hold, his other arm useless, bone shattered by Sebastian. His eyes burned with hatred, locked on Sebastian. "Then I'll kill you first," Sebastian's gaze turned glacial, his words cutting like ice. "Kill me? You really think Clusia would dare go to war with Monterra over you?" Mike sneered and grinned wickedly. "Mr. Gray!" Joey and the others burst out, covered in blood, their faces set with determination and tension.

Right behind them, Monterra soldiers had Nia with a gun pressed to her head. They'd lost some of their own, sacrificing themselves to lure the giant Andi away. Nia looked absolutely terrified. Her eyes screamed for help, even though she couldn't say a word. Sebastian froze in his tracks. Meanwhile, in the International Military Council auditorium, everyone was dead silent, frozen in fear, as they watched Stella hack the door code with lightning speed. The instant the door swung open, a sharp gasp swept through the room.

Everywhere they looked, the sight was nothing but the contorted corpses of researchers, their faces twisted in terror. Turns out, they were the very first victims when Fever Syndrome broke out. Everyone in that facility had been infected before anyone even realized what was happening. "Nice job with the Fever Syndrome! And your suicide squad, too!" The other country reps said. They finally realized something was seriously off. They turned to glare at the Monterra delegation, who looked like they'd just been caught red-handed.

"What the hell is all this?" Mark's knuckles turned white as he clenched his fists, his mind racing. He was on the verge of putting everything on the line, blowing Sumepa Island sky-high and erasing every trace, no matter what it took. He was willing to do whatever it took, no matter the cost. "Oh, and one more thing," Stella said, stepping over the corpses with steady, unhurried steps. It was like she could sense Mark's panic from miles away. She glanced back at him. "I think I forgot to mention something to you, General Mark." She arched an eyebrow, her smile growing even more mischievous.

"Back then, Eric left behind a complete set of evidence on the Gene Project from Capley Lab. And get this. It even lists every single Monterra higher-up who signed off on it," she said. The room was shocked. Stella continued, "I had someone encrypt that evidence the moment I set foot on the island. If I lose my life signal, the encryption will automatically unlock, and a copy will be sent to every country in the world. "General Mark, you said it yourself. Rules are made by the strong." She stared straight into the drone, her eyes cold and unwavering.

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