---- Chapter 6 The iron rod howled through the air, landing heavily on Yasmine's arm. "Ah!" Yasmine let out a piercing scream. Her arm immediately fractured and hung limply at her side. However, Arnold had no intention of stopping there. His eyes were filled with rage and madness as he struck Yasmine repeatedly with the rod. "You vile woman! You will pay for the pain Juniper suffered!" Not only were Yasmine's fingers smashed, but even her toes weren't spared. She curled up on the ground in pain, her cries growing weaker and weaker. Still unsatisfied, Arnold stomped hard on her legs. With two sickening cracks, Yasmine's legs were broken under his foot. "Lock her in the dungeon. No one is to see her without my permission!" Arnold gasped as he gave the order to the nearby special forces soldier. ---- The soldier nodded expressionlessly, dragging the unconscious Yasmine away. Arnold then slumped to the ground, his heart filled with regret and fury. He pulled out his phone and dialed that familiar number once more, only to be met again by the cold, automated message. "The number you dialed is currently unavailable." He stood abruptly, striding to the window. As he stared out into the pitch-black sky, a determined light flickered in his eyes. "Juniper, I will find you no matter where you are!" In the days that followed, Arnold mobilized all of his resources to search everywhere for my whereabouts. However, my information seemed to have been completely erased by the military. He scoured every possible lead but came up empty-handed. With me being under the military's protection, he couldn't find a trace of me. ---- Unwilling to give up, he contacted the same special forces soldier again and asked in a low voice, "Did you notice anything unusual on the day you delivered the item?" The soldier paused for a moment, then slowly replied, "That day, I saw Ms. Juniper get into a military vehicle." "The military?" Arnold's brow furrowed. "Did they take Juniper?" He immediately followed this clue, and after a tough investigation, finally learned that I was participating ina classified national research project in Alpene. Without hesitation, Arnold booked a ticket to Alpene. On the plane, he shut his eyes tightly, praying silently in his heart. "Juniper, wait for me. I will find you!" The plane soared over Alpene, but Arnold's heart had already flown to my side. At that moment, I was completely absorbed in my