[Vincent drove down the street, his grip firm on the wheel. His eyes flickered toward Daniel, fast asleep in the seat beside him, and then to Eve, unconscious in the back.]
[Daniel’s exhausted yet peaceful face bore Olivia’s features—so familiar, yet sharpened by masculinity. Vincent’s mind drifted, old yet vivid memories of his wife flooding in. No matter how much time passed, Daniel remained a constant reminder of his first love.]
[In Vincent's past]
Vincent (Daniel's father)
[Vincent stood before the underworld boss, just a regular man in a suit—a corporate worker trapped in the wrong place.]
I didn’t mean to delay the payment. I… I just couldn’t save much from my salary this month. [His voice wavered, desperation creeping in.] I promise, I’ll repay the debt within the year.
Old Mafia Boss [Before Vincent]
How much can a young man like you possibly spend? [Richard, the old mafia boss, mused, his voice dripping with amusement.]
Or is it that your wife and child are still stuck in that hospital? [He tilted his head, watching Vincent with a knowing smirk, relishing his desperation.]
Vincent (Daniel's father)
Yes, they are... My wife is weak, and my son... he still needs the NICU for another four weeks. I... [He swallowed hard, struggling to keep his composure as desperation tightened around his chest.]
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