Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase Novel

Chapter 747: "The engine room's gone up in flames - it's exploded!" Cold fear crawled down Kolton's spine, tightening his chest. Disbelief left him momentarily speechless. On the other end, pure chaos erupted. Cries for help overlapped with frantic shouts to put out the fire. Kolton managed to bark orders through clenched teeth. "Move the cargo - now! Grab whatever you can and get it off the ship! Cut the losses!" He stumbled backward, collapsing into his chair, bloodshot eyes wide with shock, unable to process the disaster unfolding. Fury barely in check, he turned to the silent operatives.

"Weren't you supposed to have this under control?" No one answered. Shame forced every head downward. After a long silence, one operative broke, his voice thin and defeated. "Sir, we tried everything. We truly did." Grinding his teeth, Kolton fought to make sense of the calamity. How could so many skilled hackers attack at once? Could ST and Polaris really have joined forces? That seemed impossible - those two groups never collaborated, and he had no reason for them to target him. Unless... someone powerful enough had orchestrated this, forcing a partnership no one expected.

Who in the world could command enough power to rally two elite hacker groups at the same time? That unsettling question churned through Kolton's thoughts, paranoia gnawing at him as the crisis spiraled further from his grasp. "Damn it!" The curse tore from his lips, all traces of composure gone. Clearly, he had misjudged his opponents - these weren't amateurs looking for a quick score. Lᴬtєst chαptєrs in gɑlnovє.çм Despite the chaos, one priority remained: the cargo had to be moved and the shipment delivered. With that goal front and center, Kolton's cold discipline slowly returned.

A sharp, derisive snort escaped him. Rising deliberately from his chair, his eyes took on the cold glint of a hunter about to strike. "Did they really believe blowing up one ship could bring me to my knees?" His head tilted, voice dropping to a low, menacing whisper that cut through the tension. "Fortunately, I planned for something like this." Originally, the second massive freighter had been set up as bait to lure his enemies over. But circumstances now forced his hand - this backup would have to become the main transport. Without hesitation, Kolton punched in a number.

"Move everything onto the second vessel. Pull all the armed operatives from the cargo ship - have them take smaller boats and form a tight escort. Tonight's schedule doesn't change." He crossed to the window, eyes narrowing as he watched the distant glow of harbor lights flickering across the water. His next words slipped out, colder than the night air. "Push the departure forward by an hour." . . .