"Oh Mr.Demian, you've come," Mr.Felix said kindly. He then moved to the side and waved a hand for the guest to enter. "Please come in.""Mr.Felix, since when was it agreed that this meeting be held in the room?" Niel asked, looking at Mr.Felix flatly. Felix was awkward. He rubbed his neck before answering. Of course, there was no reason why he had changed the location of the meeting. There was a specific purpose why he did that."Sorry, I'm afraid this meeting cannot continue. Excuse us!" Niel turned around. He gave his boss a glance then nodded slowly."Wait!"Demian smiled faintly. Wanting to trap him? A dream."Mr.Niel, Mr.Demian, I apologize for not informing you about our change of meeting location. Em that... I feel much more comfortable if we talk in a room away from eavesdroppers," Felix said, trying to cover up a lie. It would be the end of his company if he failed to work with this powerful man. Felix was on the edge now. "Please forgive my carelessness. I didn't mean to."

Katty stared longingly at the items scattered on the floor. She then walked over to her son who was standing on the balcony. "If you want to win against Demian, you have to be able to control your emotions. He is cunning. You can't beat him with anger. Understand?""What are you doing here?"Dylan was angry. He brushed off his mother's hand that was rubbing his back. "Don't treat me like a loser. I know how to deal with that asshole.""I never thought of you that way, dear. In fact, I've always felt proud that you finally realized and wanted to fight for your rights in this house." Katty looked out. The dark night sky made her mood dark when she wanted to talk about her stepdaughter. "All this time, we always kept quiet about Demian's mistreatment. Even when I was treated like dirt in this house, I still chose to accept it. But when it comes to your rights, I can't just keep quiet. Because you are also part of this family. You are Morgan Stewart's biological daughter, not a stranger."

"Mr, do you know who this man is?" A bandit asked as he showed a photo to the man sitting in front of him. "He's the most avoided person in this town. You can't possibly not know him, right?""I do know him. Very much so.""So?""What then?""Do you still dare to ask me to harm her?""Are you afraid?""It's not a matter of being afraid or not afraid, sir. But this person is Demian Stewart. Whoever dares to provoke him is digging his own grave. And I'm not so stupid as to risk my life to fulfill your wishes. You know?"Dylan sighed. He had guessed from the start that this bandit would refuse. Hence, Dylan had prepared something with the aim of persuading the bandit to carry out his order."What's this?" the bandit asked as he stared at the medium-sized suitcase that had just been placed on the table."Just open it," Dylan replied casually. From behind his sunglasses, he continued to watch the bandit's face, which was now beginning to light up. It turned out that what his mother said wa

Braakkk Demian's eyebrows shot up as the door to his room was violently kicked in. He was indifferent, already guessing who the culprit was. "You! What have you done to my mom huh?!" shouted Dylan in a loud voice. The look in his eyes was full of vengeful light. "As usual. When the mother snake unsuccessfully pecked at the prey, she would order her cubs to continue the failed mission." Demian turned his head. He shook his wine glass while smiling mockingly at Dylan. "Just a small wound and you're already this aggressive to force your way into my room? Shameless genes are apparently coursing through your body. How disappointing!" "Shut your mouth, asshole!" Angered, Dylan pulled a firearm from under his coat. He had prepared this weapon before going to the bandits' den. With his face bright red, he pointed the gun at Demian's head. "This time I won't give you mercy, asshole. How d

"Be careful. I'm not feeling well," Katty said as she watched Dylan leave for the company. Her heart was restless. She didn't know why. Her motherly instinct told her something would happen to her son today."I'm not a kid anymore, Mom. Please treat me right!" protested Dylan uncomfortably at his mother's childish remarks. Careful? Cihh."Mom's just worried. Don't get angry."Dylan was indifferent. After that he hurriedly got into the car and drove away from the yard. Katty, who saw her son leaving in a not-so-good mood, decided to contact her confidant instead. She must not let her guard down. Demian was a very cunning person. The bastard was already planning something to get back at Dylan for last night.["Yes, Mrs. What's wrong?"]"Please keep an eye on my son. He just left the house. I'm afraid something will happen to him on the way," Katty said immediately giving orders. Before continuing to speak, she turned her head into the house first. Afraid Morgan had heard. "Dylan hurt De