CHAPTER 391. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. Sacrificing the QueenChiara knew this. She had always known that once she took the first step, the chain of events would be irreversible.“So, what’s your deal?”The prosecutor handed the documents to her lawyers, who began reviewing them.“I can guarantee you complete anonymity,” he said. “We won’t involve the media; no one will know anything about what happens. You’ll also be comfortable, cared for, with all the attention you need and as much freedom as we can give you.”Chiara smiled sadly.“I’ll be a VIP prisoner?”“Yes, something like that,” the prosecutor said kindly. “Believe me, I’m very sorry you’re going through this, and I will personally ensure that all the conditions are met to the letter.”Chiara took a deep breath and asked for a moment with her lawyers.“If we go to trial, it will probably take longer than this to get a verdict, and we don’t know if it will be favorable,” they told her, but she had already made her decision.By the

CHAPTER 393. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. Childhood MemoriesChiara fell silent, her eyes widening as he shook her hand with a gentle greeting.“Hanover...?” It wasn’t a common surname, and she knew a Hanover. “By any chance, do you know... Oskar, Oskar Hanover?”Oskar Hanover had been one of Asterion Bank’s most important regional managers for many years, and her father had held him in high regard.“Yes, Oskar is my father,” Viktor smiled. “We crossed paths a few times in the halls of Asterion when we were kids, but well... you were always with your twin sister, and I was a bespectacled little nerd.”Chiara smiled nostalgically and nodded, remembering those beautiful moments from her childhood.“Please don’t be so formal with me. I literally couldn’t be in a worse position for you to maintain such courtesies,” she murmured.In response, Viktor pulled out a chair, inviting her to sit, and instead of going behind his desk, he sat across from her with a familiar gesture.“Alright, then, no fo

CHAPTER 395. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. I’m going to find you“Well... when you sacrifice your wife and child, call me, and we’ll talk.”The news that Jhon Hopkins was leaving the CIA spread like wildfire. Within minutes, there was an uproar outside his office, and his closest team confronted him about abandoning them. But Jhon knew he no longer fit in a place like that. He had sworn to protect his country, and in that, he had not held back. But he hadn’t sworn to condemn innocent people for his or his superiors’ benefit. He gathered what little he had in the office and said goodbye to those who had truly served alongside him with integrity. He left to empty his apartment in London, but not half an hour had passed when there was a knock on his door. Jhon saw Billy, Speedy, two other tech specialists, four highly trained field agents, and a professional interrogator. “Guys? What are you doing here?” he asked, puzzled. Each of the men carried a black suitcase, which they set down around t

CHAPTER 397. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. I’ve got a job for you.“The man responsible for her being here says that?” Viktor growled. “I’m also trying to get her out.” “Then you clearly haven’t listened to her. You don’t even respect her.” “Excuse me?” “If you respected Chiara’s reasons for being here, she wouldn’t have gone to prison in the first place!” Viktor hissed, stepping up to Jhon. “But let’s be honest, you don’t care about anyone’s opinion, not even hers. So I don’t care what you know about me or what you want. I’m not letting you see Chiara because she doesn’t want to see you.” “I’m the father of her child!” “Congratulations on your sperm donation! But the best thing a man can do for his child is love their mother, and you didn’t do that,” Viktor stated coldly. “The moment Chiara tells me she wants to see you, I’ll personally send for you. But until then, get out of my damn prison before I accuse you of the first thing that comes to mind.” Jhon was about to respond when a g

CHAPTER 399. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. Something written in my book"It's completely insane, boss! Don’t even think about it!" Billy exclaimed as he watched Jhon prepare.Jhon took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling while adjusting his harnesses. "It's either this or I'll write on the front wall: 'READ MY LETTERS, FOR GOD'S SAKE!'" Jhon retorted. "Besides, it’s just a minimum-security prison, we've been in worse places." "I know," Billy muttered, having assisted him on far more dangerous missions. "But… well… why not give her more time? It’s obvious your wife is hurt, and not without reason! Maybe she just needs to be alone for a while!" Jhon shook his head insistently. "I can't give her time, kid. My son is on the way, and if I don’t fix this soon, he'll be born with another father or, worse, without one at all. And I would deserve it for not trying harder."Realizing they couldn’t change his mind, his friends and subordinates focused on supporting him however they could. By mi