Chapter 18 It Was Him 019 +10 Frew Coins The moment Jensen beard the voice on the other end of the line , the pen in his hand snapped in two What did you first say ? Which hospital ! F'm on my way ! " Phanom immediately gave him the name of the Central City Hospital . Jensen's heart raced . Why had Natalie gone to the outskirts ? Who the hell had broken her hand ? Wits she ... was she even okay ? His mind swirled with question after question as he rushed out , driving straight to the hospital . By the time he arrived . Phantom was just walking through the emergency doors - Natalie cradled in her arms . The moment Jensen saw her , he staggered backward as if struck . Even without a doctor's report , he could tell- Her hand was destroyed . She'd never draw again . It felt like needles stabbed into his chest . " Find out who did this ! I want their head ! " He stepped forward , took Natalie from Phantom's arms , and immediately summoned the chief surgeon . Within minutes , she was rushed into the emergency room . The red light above the door glowed . Jensen stood outside , waiting - burning . He glanced at Phantom , eyes ice cold . " How did you find her ? " His tone was sharp , filled with suspicion . Phantom responded quickly . " I was planning a weekend trip out of the city . I went scouting for a good spot and just .... came across her by accident . " Jensen didn't believe her . His stare deepened . " You'd better pray this has nothing to do with you . Or I'll make you wish you were dead . " Just then , his phone rang . 1/3 7:32 pm P Chapter 18 It Was Him +10 Free Coins " Mr. Luke " one of his men reported , " a kid nearby was flying a drone when it happened . The whole thing was recorded I'm sending the footage now . " The call ended . A video file arrived . Jensen tapped it open . And what he saw made his eyes burn red . " Clark ! " He couldn't believe it . The man who had shattered Natalie's hand ... was his own bodyguard . His most trusted man . His gaze turned to the emergency room door , glowing bright with urgency . Without hesitation , he barked into the phone , " Bring Clark to the back courtyard - quietly . " Phantom had seen the footage too . So it was Jensen's own man who'd done it ? She needed to contact Baron - immediately . But his phone still wasn't connecting . What now ? She had failed in her one job : protect Ms. Summers . She had no authority to mobilize Baron's forces here . Right now , Jensen's influence was her only lifeline for getting Natalie the care she needed . Desperately , she tried calling other lines , but no one responded . Meanwhile , in the back courtyard , Jensen stood like a storm waiting to break . Clark had been brought in , tightly bound . Without a word , Jensen slammed his foot into Clark's chest . "You touched my woman ? Are you out of your goddamn mind ?! Do you know what Natalie means to me ?! " He grabbed Clark by the collar and punched him straight in the face . Clark spat blood , barely registering the first blow before Jensen rained down another . It felt like death . And with his sister still in critical condition ... Clark broke . " Mr. Luke! I - I didn't want to ! Miss Sharon made me do it ! " Jensen froze , his fist hanging midair . 2/3 732 pm P. Chapter Is It Was Him Clark sobbed through bloody lips . +10 Free Coins " She tore her own clothes , took a photo of us together , said she'd tell you I assaulted her if I didn't obey . I didn't have a choice ! She said she wanted to destroy Miss Natalie's hand . If she couldn't be Sunny , then Natalie couldn't either ! Please , Mr. Luke - I swear , I didn't want this ! " Jensen's fist crashed into Clark's face again . Clark choked on blood , but didn't stop speaking . " I ... I couldn't afford to lose this job . My sister's in the ICU . She needs money to stay alive ... " He wept , slumped in the dirt , broken . Jensen staggered backward , then collapsed to the ground , all his strength gone . The usual grace and composure of Ocean City's king was nowhere to be found . He sat there , dazed , hollow . Finally , he whispered to his men , " Throw him in the basement . Make sure he doesn't die . " " Yes , sir . " Clark , bloodied and limp , was dragged away . Jensen sat alone , burning with fury . His mind conjured Natalie - sitting at the window , sketching as sunlight poured across her , turning her gold . An angel in her own world . Then ... the image of the cufflinks she designed for him surfaced . And the weight of what had been lost slammed into him like a wave . 3/3