CEO Joe Sabal's disappointment and frustration were palpable, causing Marcus to voice his thought, "Reyster is still a nobody? Then how did he manage to blacklist me from every entertainment outlet?""Oh, he did? I haven't even heard his name yet. Even the CEO of Jaypark Steel Co. isn't exceptional," replied CEO Joe Sabal."Seriously? Then I was bullied by someone who hasn't achieved anything yet?" Marcus said, shocked."What are you saying? He bullied you?" CEO Joe chuckled. "Gregory Williams treated everyone in Jaypark like his disposable servants. I thought you were onto something for being associated with Philip Cheng, but you don't know that?""Well... I..." Marcus faltered. "Then how did he...?""Hmm, I'm curious too. Shall we find out?" CEO Joe said excitedly, as if he had stumbled upon something interesting."How can we?" Marcus inquired."I have a meeting with the Sebastians tomorrow. It would be amusing to bring something to shake them up a bit," CEO Joe said."This will shak

Marcus rushed to the hospital, his heart pounding with worry as he desperately searched for his brother. Bursting through the doors, he approached the reception desk, his voice trembling."Where’s Miguel Xu? I’m the one you called a while ago," he said, his voice quivering."Ah yes, he’s in the ER right now," the receptionist nodded sympathetically and directed him towards the emergency room. "Please wait in the lobby as the operation is still ongoing. Please fill out this form while waiting.""O-okay…" Marcus responded with a shaky tone. He looked at the form that the nurse handed him. The letters seemed to dance on the page, blurred by adrenaline and anxiety. Taking the form and pen, he sat in the lobby as instructed."Are you alright?" a police officer suddenly approached him, patting his shoulder."Ah! What happened? Do you know what happened to Miguel?" Marcus jolted, startled by the unexpected touch.The officer was taken aback, perplexed by Marcus's sudden closeness."W-we're n

Marcus grew increasingly desperate to find his brother's assailant, knowing he also had to prove his brother's innocence."Please double-check the witness's initial statement. The second one is definitely incorrect. My brother isn't a drug addict! Even the gang members denied any connection to him!" he pleaded.The police officer sighed, offering a sympathetic glance. "I understand your frustration, but for now, please step out. We'll ensure our investigation uncovers the truth," the investigator assured, guiding Marcus out of the station."But... But—" Marcus attempted to protest, only to be abruptly escorted out.Left standing outside, his anger burned as fiercely as the summer sun."I have to find them myself," he muttered, torn between the composite drawing on his phone and the medical bills in his hand, unsure which to prioritize.As he scrutinized the suspects' faces in the composite drawing, one seemed oddly familiar."Have I seen him at the university?" he pondered, swiftly se

At William Estate, every room boasted lavish furnishings and exquisite décor, except for the son-in-law’s quarters.Marcus had expected a bedroom akin to a five-star hotel suite, but what he encountered was worse than his room back at their apartment."Damn. Who's supposed to clean this?" he muttered, surveying the vast, dusty space.After an extensive briefing from Philip Cheng and Margarette William, lasting more than an hour, Marcus was directed to Gregory William’s bedroom to rest and gather his thoughts. However, the deplorable condition of the room proved to be a significant distraction.“Unacceptable. Absolutely unacceptable,” he declared loudly, his dissatisfaction evident in his haughty tone as he observed the room's neglectful state.Marcus attempted to summon Greg’s assigned servants through the intercom but received no response.“A filthy room and neglectful maids?” Marcus sneered. “Should I start taking action now?”Determined to address the issue personally, Marcus arose

A detailed journal chronicling every fact and secret about his in-laws and wife filled five thick volumes. Marcus couldn't help but wonder why Gregory Williams continued to act like a weakling despite possessing such extensive information."The Williams are intimidating. Just their gaze makes me feel like they could devour me. I've studied them and uncovered their secrets, but they're not human. I can't fight them. I'll never win," the last page of the journal confessed."What the hell? Even till the end, he's a coward? With all this damn information, he could at least gain control over half of those snobbish in-laws," Marcus muttered, tossing the fifth journal aside. He blinked repeatedly to soothe his strained eyes after hours of reading."Oh, it's already morning," he exclaimed with a yawn. Though he'd begun reading in the afternoon, the sunrise now greeted him. He hadn't realized how engrossed he'd become, forgetting even to eat."Those damn servants. They didn't even bring me foo