The sterile scent of disinfectant filled the VIP ward. Machines beeped rhythmically as Ethan Blake lay unconscious, pale as death.
Outside the ICU, the news had already gone viral—
#BillionaireCEOCollapsed#RejectedByRunawayWifeAndKids#LegendaryKneelOfHumiliation
The once untouchable king of the corporate world had fallen—literally and figuratively.
But where was his wife? His children?
Gone.
Twelve Hours Later…
Ethan's eyes fluttered open, and the first words he croaked out were not about business, not about his billion-dollar empire…
"Amelia… where's Amelia?"
His assistant, Liam, looked like he wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear.
"Sir… Madam and the young masters…" Liam swallowed hard. "They've left the country."
Ethan sat up violently, yanking the IV from his arm. His eyes burned red with panic.
"Left?! Where did they go?! Find them!"
Liam hesitated.
"There's… something else, Sir."
He handed over a tablet. Ethan's fingers trembled as he tapped the screen.
A live broadcast filled the screen—Amelia and the twins were standing on the deck of a luxury cruise ship, sunlight glowing around them like an untouchable royal family.
Amelia held a glass of champagne and smiled directly at the camera.
"To freedom, to revenge well-served, and to men who kneel too late."
Aiden and Aaron popped out from behind her, holding a massive sign that read:
"Dear Daddy: You Snooze, You Lose!"
The stream cut off with a cheeky kiss blown straight to the camera.
Ethan's heart felt like it had been ripped out of his chest and fed to wolves.
"Amelia… you can't do this to me… I won't allow it!"
Half an Hour Later…
All of Star City's airports, harbors, and private airlines were locked down under his orders. His global intelligence network was mobilized.
"Initiate Project Wife-Hunt. Cost is no object. I'll turn this world upside down to find her!"