In the morning, the news channels barely covered the incident that destroyed the Sterling Blood Bank. Two-thirds of the building was destroyed. Not a single blood packet could be salvaged. Only some of the metal cots and some other tools were eventually recovered from the rubble. It wasn’t a big building, but Charles had built it for himself as well as for the citizens, so seeing it go down in flames left a bitter taste in his mouth. Charles kept receiving many calls from different investors and even the Myers family, but he just wasn’t in the mood to answer. Hours passed, but he just sat on a bench by a footpath and was staring aimlessly all around. His clothes were torn and covered in blood, so people avoided him, thinking he was either a beggar or someone carrying some sort of disease. Some called the police, but after the police learned about his identity as Charles, they left him to his devices. Charles again kept staring at the fallen building. He had no idea if it was coinc

Charles gave the pizza to a beggar and went to a bar for a much-needed drink. He spent a hundred dollars and downed three bottles of wine, but that didn’t even make him feel tipsy.“Damn this life. Even concentrated wine isn’t doing a thing to my mind,” he frustratingly walked out of the bar. It was already close to midnight.A taxi stopped before him. The driver opened the back door and whistled. “Get in, sir. I’ll take you wherever you want faster than a flight can.”“Take me 30,000 ft off the ground, please,” Charles requested, shocking the driver.“Haha, I was talking about the land routes, sir.”“Take me to a casino that we can get to by land route,” Charles casually said and entered the car. He sat in the back seat.“Which casino?”“Any casino.”“Okay.” The driver took advantage of Charles’ words and kept roaming through the city for a while until eventually stopping at the farthest casino from where they started. “We’ve arrived at the Origin Casino.”“How much?” asked Charles.

Raven was currently on the rooftop of his hospital. He looked toward the brick water tank, where Andres was crucified with nails and was beaten pretty badly.One of Raven’s underlings sprayed water with a tube and woke Andres up.“I-I’m not hiding Carlos anywhere,” Andres had to put a lot of effort to squeeze out a few words because his diaphragm was cut open and pepper was sprayed on it. “I’m telling you the truth.”“I believe you now, Andres,” Raven's eyes were filled with fake-pity. His brows also did some talking. “But I’m still going to take your life as well as the lives of everyone that Sofia dated. If I do that, I’m sure she’ll connect the dots sooner or later and realize that she can’t escape from me.”Tears flowed out of Andres’ eyes not just because he was going to die, but also for coming into Sofia’s life. He remembered how harshly he treated Carlos when he told Andres to leave his wife alone. He even broke Carlos’ legs and threw him in a cottage, leaving him alone to rot

Before Andres stopped crying and wailing and shaking, Charles put his foot on the other knee of Andres.“Day after day, night after night, with no one to share my pain with, I wondered when it’d all end,” Charles' eyes turned wet with woe. “Those forty nights in the cottage… as much as I want to move on from them… they come back to haunt me time and again. I don’t think I can ever forget those horrible moments, thanks to you.”Charles then broke the second knee in the same fashion, but with even more speed and power. Blood spread out from his second knee as well, and Andres was howling in horror. The shock was too much, and he violently shook and soon passed out from pain. Whether he heard Charles’ words and realized who he was or not, only he knew.“I don’t think this is enough, but perhaps, you’ll know the pain I went through and change if you experience something similar to what I had gone through,” Charles then dropped bits of his blood on Andres’ fatal wounds and healed them, but

Sofia woke up at 8 AM and checked her mobile. There were five missed calls from a single number, so she quickly called them. “Hello, who is this?”“This is Gospel Hospital,” the receptionist replied courteously. “Why did you call us, madam?”“Hospital? I received multiple calls from this number last night,” Sofia seemed both tense and annoyed at the same time.“Just a minute,” the receptionist put the line on hold.“Does she want me to wait? Ugh,” Sofia had to struggle to control her ego.Almost two minutes later, the receptionist came back on line, “Thanks for staying on line. The reason we reached out for you last night was because we received a patient, and your name and phone number were written on the slip found in his pocket.”“Who’s this patient?” Sofia’s heart trembled a bit. Was it Carlos?“His name is Andres Becker. Do you know him?”“Andres?” Sofia’s frown softened. “Never heard of that name before.”“Oh, our apologies. Sorry for the inconven—” before the receptionist fini