From Bullets To Billions novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220: Goodbye Pink Ranger (Part 1)

Max stepped out of the bathroom, his mind still spinning from the phone call, though the words he’d spoken barely registered anymore.

Right now, he didn’t care what anyone thought about him, about the choices he had made, about the truth behind who he really was. All of that was noise, background static to the one thing echoing in his head: Jay.

How can I help him? How do I let his soul rest a little easier?

But as Max returned to the reception area, he was not prepared for what waited for him.

His footsteps halted instantly. Every instinct told him to turn back, to walk the other way.

In the hallway, flanked by a guard and standing opposite Aron, was a young girl.

Calling her a little girl didn’t quite capture it. She was tall for her age, maybe around 150 centimeters, but there was a softness to her round cheeks and her wide, expressive eyes. The gentle slope of her face, the light brown hair tied back into a neat ponytail, all reminded Max of someone.

Someone he could never forget.

It was Jay’s sister. Mira.

Eight years old, innocent eyes and too young to carry the weight that was about to crush her world.

Since Jay had been pronounced dead, Aron had taken on the task of handling affairs from the shadows, dealing with loose ends and unresolved matters. Mira had been placed in another hospital, away from the chaos. Aron had personally taken care of her medical bills and tracked her down, preparing to inform her of what had happened.

And now, she stood here... or tried to.

Right as Max laid eyes on her, Mira’s knees buckled beneath her. Her body gave out, and she fainted.

A nearby nurse reacted fast, catching her before she hit the ground and gently laying her on one of the reception seats. She stayed beside Mira, brushing her hair away from her face, watching over her as they waited for her to wake up.

Max clenched his jaw. It felt wrong, watching her in that vulnerable state. But with Mira unconscious, at least for now, he could walk over to Aron.

He approached with steady steps and a voice struggling to remain even.

"What’s going on with her?" Max asked. "Everything. Tell me everything."

Aron folded his arms and exhaled slowly. "The doctor had just finished telling her about her brother. Apparently, the guards who picked her up from the hospital had already broken the news. But hearing it from the doctor, in this setting... maybe it made it real for her."

He paused, lowering his voice.

"She’s only eight, Max. It’s a lot to process. I haven’t even told her what’s going to happen next. That’s something I wanted to speak to you about."

Max looked down at Mira, asleep in the chair, as if her body had shut down to protect her from the pain.

"We haven’t been able to contact any of her remaining family," Aron continued. "We’ve searched, but there’s no one left."

Each word from Aron felt like a stab to the chest.

"There’s something you can do, right?" Max asked, his voice low, firm. "I don’t want her to be dragged into the Stern family, not directly. I want her far away from that mess. But... if there’s any way, any legal way, to bring her under our care, then we do it.

"She should never have to struggle again. Not after everything."

Aron nodded without hesitation.

"I’m not saying I’ll try to make it happen. I will make it happen."

For the first time in hours, Max felt a flicker of relief.

It was good to know there was still someone he could count on. Someone who could move mountains if needed.

"He said... you were a miracle. Mister Max... can you bring my brother back? Please... I’ll give you anything. Anything. Please... you can save him, right? I’ll do whatever you want. Just... bring him back!"

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