"Sir, your condition is not very good. I recommend that you be hospitalized." The doctor looked with concern at the old man who had just received a gunshot wound. Stewart's status as a conglomerate could not keep this man out of danger. He didn't dare to find out more about what happened. It was not his domain. "Please consider my advice. It's for your own good too.""Thank you for coming and treating me," Morgan said with a bitter smile. "But I'm sorry. I can't take your advice. It would be much better if I just rest at home. I don't want to inconvenience my wife and children.""You need to receive intensive care. It's not because of the gunshot wound, but ....""Ekhmmmm!"Morgan immediately gave the code for the doctor not to continue. Dylan was outside the room. Morgan didn't want this problem to leak out. "Leave it alone. I'm old enough to live. Sooner or later, the angel of death will also come to pick me up," Morgan said sadly about the fate of his own life. Having a dangerous

Niel arrived early after being told by the guard that there had been a big commotion at the mansion last night. He could have come as soon as he received the news, but Niel decided not to go for several reasons.First, his boss hadn't called. Secondly, he was asked to rest so that he would have the energy to work today. It wasn't that she was weak, but it was just her boss's excuse due to her constantly chaotic mood. The problems that arise one after another make his boss's mood bad and getting worse. It took some quiet time for his mind to clear. "Good morning, Mr.Niel." The guard greeted with a faint nod. "Is Mr.Demian hurt?" asked Niel. Alarmed. "No. But, Mr.Dylan grabbed him by the neck and pointed a gun at him.""Damn! That snot-nosed kid is getting more and more ignorant by the day. Did the warning I gave him last time still not make him understand?"Niel cursed while girdling his loins. He should have stayed at the mansion last night. That way this mess wouldn't have happene

"Can you stop hurting my son?" Katty scolded Demian as soon as he entered the room. Her gaze was full of anger, not accepting what this man had done. "Shooting and beating Dylan to a pulp. What other atrocities are you going to commit after this?"Morgan was surprised to hear what Katty said. He then looked at Demian questioningly. Were those words true? "There was a stray dog that suddenly messed up in my mansion. Is it wrong for the bodyguards to teach him a lesson?" Demian loudly called Dylan a stray dog. "Who do you mean by stray dog, Dem?" asked Morgan pretending not to know. Even in this state of illness, his two children still didn't get along. Should he die so this fight could end soon? "You know exactly who it is.""It's your brother.""That's what you think.""When are you going to stop resisting? I'm already tired. Even dying seems like nothing in your eyes. This is really very tiring, Demian." Morgan complained in a low voice. He had just passed the critical period afte

Dylan stood in front of an old building that resembled an abandoned villa. Grass as high as an adult's shoulder seemed to decorate the surroundings of the old building. For a normal person, the sight would have made the hairs stand up. Especially if you know who occupies the building. It is guaranteed that no one will be willing to set foot there. However, that was not the case for Dylan. The intense pain, as well as the desire for revenge, led him to the place that was often referred to as the home of the one-eyed demon. "No wonder it was so difficult to meet and it took a while. Apparently you live in a thicket that a madman might refuse to come to," Dylan muttered. His tail quickly glanced towards the window when he accidentally saw a glimpse of a shadow. Dylan then raised both hands up. "It's me. The one who was talking to your subordinates earlier."A gust of wind hit Dylan's face after he revealed his identity to the occupant of the old building. His nape crawled. (What kind o

This morning Demian woke up a little later than usual. His face looked haggard and his steps were a little unsteady as he stepped out of the bathroom. Niel, who realized something was wrong with his boss, quickly sent a message to the doctor and asked him to come to the mansion immediately. "There's no need to be excited. I'm not suffering from a deadly disease," Demian said when he realized what Niel was doing. His secretary sometimes overreacted. "Even though it's not a deadly disease, it doesn't hurt if we're vigilant, right?" said Niel boldly. In this case he had no intention of obeying because his boss's safety was the most important among important issues. It had to be prioritized. "You look different than usual. The doctor will be here soon to do an examination.""You manage my life too much, Niel!""I'm sorry, sir. This is for your own good."Demian no longer replied to Niel's words. While staring at the mirror, he buttoned up the black shirt that had been fitted to the body