"You asshole, Isaac!" Harold slapped Isaac very hard. He poured all his emotions into that slap. "You'd hide something like that and even try to help kill Master Regis. Where did you put your brain, huh? Do you still deserve to be called human? Aren't you ashamed of your son when he finds out his father is a murderer?"Isaac averted his eyes and just looked down. He was speechless because he had nothing to say.Harold himself was getting annoyed. He slapped Isaac's face again until Isaac's mouth was bleeding. "Answer me, damn it! You're such a disappointment! Don't you remember how Master Regis treated us? He thinks of us as the people he trusts the most, thinks of us as brothers. And you... what kind of brother would want to kill his own brother, huh? Answer me, asshole!"Harold's emotions were running high, but Isaac remained silent and resigned as Harold slapped and hit him several times. There was no screaming or moaning from Isaac at all. He only showed a sad face until now.Feel

"Oh! They're back." Shawn saw Regis and Harold returning to the front room. However, Regis immediately gave a hand gesture to Shawn to wait for a moment because Regis wanted to go to the toilet first.Shawn nodded. Shawn finally sat there while folding his arms in front of his chest. He looked at the atmosphere in the Yihua city police station. He slightly remembered that he was here to help Jerome when he was accused of stealing 5000 dollars. Shawn had gotten involved because the system told him that Jerome was in danger. It was friendship that drove Shawn to do what he could to help Jerome.However, for now Shawn was really doing this mission out of a great sense of compulsion, especially since the choice on the system had a huge risk and with a reward amount that could be small if Shawn did not bid on the amount of shares from Regis' Bio Energy company.Shawn smiled and shook his head. "Damn system... It's becoming more and more obvious that you want to use me to do something. None

Shawn looked at the man's face. Shawn knew exactly who this man was. He was Rachel's cousin, Norman Doves. Rachel's male cousin who was the same age as Rachel. At Shawn and Rachel's wedding, he came only briefly and then left without congratulating her. He didn't seem to like Shawn from the start. Maybe he even collided with him on purpose. The look in his eyes was very cynical towards Shawn, making Shawn feel annoyed. Finally, Shawn ignored the man and preferred not to respond to what Norman said. Shawn walked past Norman first without even looking at him. Norman who felt neglected immediately stopped Shawn's steps by holding his shoulders. "How rude! Is this how you treat members of the Doves family?" Shawn caught his breath and then turned to Norman. "Do you need something from me?" Norman grinned sarcastically. "How can you confidently walk into this place. This is the Doves family company that has been built three decades ago. A lowly neophyte like you should be ashamed

"Oh my! Is he actually a monster? Why does the air around his body look like it's evaporating?" thought Norman who started swallowing when he saw Shawn with his intimidation. Without realizing it, his hands began to shake and cold sweat began to appear on his face and neck. His palms became cold. Seeing Norman speechless, Shawn ignored the man and led Rachel to get into his car. Norman continued to watch them. He wanted to stop them, but somehow his body resisted as if it knew that Shawn was a dangerous person, who could get Norman hurt even with just a small movement. A moment later when Shawn drove off in his car, Norman fell to his knees breathing heavily. It turned out that he had been holding his breath when affected by the charisma that Shawn released. Norman immediately looked at his palms. He saw that his hands were shaking and very pale. "What was that? Damn it... did Rachell really marry someone good? Or did she marry a monster? There's a monster in the Doves family?

"It's useless if you want to trick me, loser. Do you think your little trick will work on me? I told you that I graduated from the world's top university. You can't possibly fool me with something this small. You deliberately used Clannys' goody bag to fool Aunt Verena, but unfortunately it didn't work for me!" Norman glared as he lifted and crumpled the dress as if it were a freshly used tissue. Verena had been looking at the dress, but doubts had also started to creep into her heart. To the point that she believed the words from Norman's mouth. "Is it true that it's a fake?" Norman nodded confidently. "Yes, auntie. Of course it's a fake. No matter how you look at it, there's no way a hobo like Shawn could buy something like this for you. He must have bought it from a small shop on the side of the road and put it in this goody bag. His criminal brain is really petty! What an ignorant lazy bastard." Rachel frowned at these assumptions. She finally had to speak up because if Shawn