****“Tina?!” August was startled as he stared at his phone. He became nervous and curious when he found out the caller was Tina.“Where are you, Tina? We are sickly worried about you, thank the almighty you finally called,” August said quickly as he answered the call.But the caller did not say a single word for a few seconds.“Tina, say something already,” he said frustratingly, sensing something was wrong.Hearing August mention Tina’s name several times over the phone, Mrs. Doe's stiffened gesture softened.“Oh my goodness, this man is a professional criminal!” The nurse exclaimed pointing at August. “He’s now trying to fool us with these fake calls and pretend that he doesn’t know anything about your daughter’s whereabouts, meanwhile he’s the real abductor. I can’t wait for the police to come here and take this despicable man away”.Mrs. Doe seemed to believe every word from the nurse’s mouth. She frowned and cursed: “August, you bastard, I won’t be deceived by your fake calls! I

August was exasperated, despite being at the mercy of Boris and James, he didn't seem to be afraid of them. "I wouldn't threaten me if I were you!"Boris's face flushed red with rage, he frowned and slapped August two more times. "Don't test me, you filthy waiter. You are at my mercy yet you dare to speak such nonsense. With just a snap of my fingers; these men will hit you to death," Boris warned, his voice trembling with rage."Try, if you have the balls," August sneered slyly. He knew Boris and James needed him alive too well to take all the blame for what they planned to do to Tina. No matter how far he pushed Boris, all he got was a slap or two across the face."That's enough, Boris," James interjected, gripping Boris’s arm as he prepared to strike August again. "I see what he’s trying to do, but what’s the point of hitting him? He’s already in a worse position. The charge for rape and murder is death by hanging—unless the judge is feeling generous, in which case it might be life

Boris's heart pounded in terror as he caught the burning rage in Mr. Kane’s eyes. "Him... the Gibson heir? Impossible!" he stammered, clutching his chin in disbelief.Mr. Kane, seething with fury, unleashed a brutal kick to Boris’s stomach, knocking the air from his lungs. Boris doubled over, groaning in agony. "You ignorant fool!" Kane spat, delivering another vicious kick. "You're only breathing because of the young master. How dare you disrespect him like that?"Grabbing Boris by the collar, Mr. Kane yanked him up to his feet with a rough pull. As soon as Boris stood, Kane slapped him twice across the face with resounding force."Just a few days ago, your coward of a father was on the phone with me, begging for your life, too scared to face Don Maxino himself. I refused, but the young master? He went. He's the reason you were spared that day. Frankly, he should have let you die!" Mr. Kane sneered before going ahead to slap his face a few more.While Mr. Kane continued to punish Bor

"Of course we remember," one of the men snapped, his frustration evident. "He was disowned and banished after his father discovered he was behind the attack and framed his own brother for it. But what does that have to do with saving ourselves?""Gosh, how can you be so shortsighted?" Mr. Turner groaned, slamming his hand against his forehead. "If Mr. Wade were still here, he'd understand exactly what I mean. The rest of you are no better than children!”Mr. Turner sighed, lowering his voice to a near whisper. “We all know how obsessed Alexander has always been with becoming the heir. What if we join forces with him, convince him to reclaim what he believes is rightfully his? He’s selfish and ruthless—he’ll agree. Not only would we save ourselves, but we’d also form a powerful alliance with the new Gibson heir once he takes control.”The other three men exchanged uneasy glances, they were clearly not buying with Mr. Turner’s idea."How is that even possible?" Mr. Kingsley snapped. "No

The atmosphere was calm and steady when a convoy of ten cars arrived and parked in the parking lot of a certain restaurant in the city.A total of thirty to forty security men dressed in sleek black suits with black glasses on emerged from the vehicles. They scanned the surroundings with sharp precision before one of them opened a car door, revealing August.Since he wasn’t hiding his identity anymore, Mr. Kane insisted he took so much security with him.The onlookers were stunned by the grandeur of the convoy, so they began to gather around, curious to see which powerful figure would emerge from the cars."Look! It's the Gibson heir!" one exclaimed, pointing towards August with wide eyes as recognition spread through the crowd. “Oh my, he’s even more handsome in person. I can’t stop blushing,” one of the women in the crowd gushed.“I need to get a picture with him. The most powerful man in the city! That’ll blow up my social media for sure,” another chimed in as he eagerly retrieved