“DRUGS? That’s ridiculous!” the woman answered, her voice was louder than before. “He’s an alcohol addict, but not on drugs. As much as I remember, he hated drugs and his son’s life was almost ruined because of that.”“Why?” August asked, his curiosity was intensifying as the time passed by. He didn’t know about that news, and neither it was written on the document Daphne gave him.The old woman didn’t answer him. Instead, he gazed at August with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. “Why do you ask? And why does Mill seem to hold such a profound interest for you?”She narrowed her eyes, her gaze not leaving August. August, on the other hand, shook his head and decided not to push himself into asking anymore, or else the old woman would raise her suspicions.“It’s nothing. He was… a friend,” August said in a low tone, wondering why it was the alibi that came out of his mouth.And with those final words, he bid the convenience store farewell, leaving behind an air of unresolved emotions.

THE silence filled the room as August commanded that in his authoritative tone. It was his usual tone when he was in the Remington Corporation, but people in the Blackbell prison saw it for the first time. They couldn’t believe that August, who was once judged and criticized by everyone, had the capacity to be authoritative like that. “Alright,” Amadeus answered as he recovered from his shock. It wasn’t evident on his face, but August’s sudden change of expression shocked him, too. Amadeus, who was already behind the door, walked toward August with his hands inside his pocket. Staring at each other intently, they understood that what they were going to talk about was confidential, and no one should hear about it. Meanwhile, the remaining two, Hector and Sergio, found it weird that August was requesting Amadeus’ presence alone. Rio, on the other hand, just didn’t care at all. “That’s fishy, August. Why are you requesting Amadeus to stay?” Hector asked, raising a brow. “You two… Are

AT FIRST, Daphne wasn’t able to understand what August was talking about, but as soon as the Wellington Corporation’s rural sank into her mind, her eyes widened in shock.“You’re planning to acquire that?” Daphne asked, still the shock was evident in her tone. “Did sir Charles know about this?”“Not yet,” August answered as the side of his lips rose. “I’m still processing the proposal about the acquisition, but I really have plans on why I wanted to buy that hospital—Not just my personal agenda.”Daphne didn’t answer. Instead, she stared at August intently as she tried to decipher what he was thinking. However, when August looked back at her and gave her the same intensity of the stare she was giving, she awkwardly moved her gaze away and cleared her throat.“Anyway, you should call him Father, Daphne. You’re his daughter-in-law,” August scolded her in a gentle tone.“Yeah…” Daphne replied awkwardly as she bowed her head and scratched her neck. She didn’t want August to see her face r

“WHY are you here?” Wesley asked, curiosity etched on his face as he gazed at his son, bewildered by the anger that consumed him. "Do you have any reason to be here as well?" he inquired further.Francis hesitated before responding, fearing that his words might inflict pain upon his father. He needed to collect his thoughts and regain composure, though his actions alone raised Wesley's eyebrow in suspicion."If not, you should leave," Wesley asserted authoritatively."Dad, I have no business being here," Francis replied, his voice laced with contempt. Concealing his clenched fists behind his back, he ensured that August and Wesley remained unaware of his raging emotions. "I happened to hear from the company about your meeting with Remington Corporation today,” he added.His voice carried a calm demeanor, yet a sharp edge underlined his words. Struggling to maintain his composure, Francis couldn't help but fixate his gaze on August, who was acting innocent as his eyes darted between

TIME FLEW by, and before he knew it, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. August accompanied Nicollo to the rural hospital, the designated meeting place chosen by Francis.He found it strange at first, which led him to bring Nicollo and two additional bodyguards along. August felt that something might happen, and this could be a trap against him.Just like what happened when Harvey and Bruce beat him to death before.However, he couldn't bear to leave his questions unanswered, which was the reason why he stood in front of the hospital now.“Just wait here and wait for my signal,” August instructed Nicollo, and the latter nodded in response.As he made his way toward the hospital entrance, a secur