"Just stay at that apartment, Franklin. Vina and your mother will be safe there. Even though I've talked to Steven about stopping his reckless attempts to kill you, he might not sit idle and may keep trying various ways to satisfy his vicious desires."Franklin was still watching Clara as she struggled to open her favorite soda can. He doubted this woman was very skilled at wielding knives and pulling gun triggers since she couldn't even open a soda can."In the apartment, security will be better guaranteed. You also won't need to worry when leaving your mother and Vina to do this job."Franklin took the soda can that had been catching his attention, while also responding to Clara's words."Alright, but how do I talk to my mom about this? She'll be shocked if she finds out I can afford to rent an apartment unit in such an elite area," Franklin expressed his concern."Ah yes." Clara gulped down her can of soda until it was empty. "Plus, you've already resigned from the shipping company

Anyone entering that old building for the first time would surely be stunned, their mouth agape. Long-barreled weapons were neatly arranged behind shiny transparent glass doors. These objects were like diamonds, closely guarded by the members of Silver Clack.Franklin marveled at the room almost entirely filled with various weapons. Each corridor was labeled with the names of countries from around the world, obviously to group together where these impressive weapons were sourced from.Silver Clack had extensive networks in almost all western and eastern countries. The cooperative ties forged since Silver Clack's inception certainly made it easier for the heirs to continue this shadowy business. Like the weapons they stored on the remote island, Silver Clack wouldn't be able to smuggle them without connections to important people in the relevant countries.Not just guns, Silver Clack also kept various types of knives typically used for fighting, of a quality that couldn't be called che

The unventilated room, the worn walls, and the dust that scattered when the feet stepped on the floor. It was a sign that a room the size of a bathroom in a rural home had not been lived in for years. In fact, it was far worse than the place where Vina and her mother had been kept. Clara stomped on her lit cigarette butt as she heard her captive moan. Franklin also cleared his throat and slowly walked into the cramped room. Witnessing a man who turned him into a monstrous figure being tormented by carbon dioxide fumes. "Let go of me, you bastard! Insolent brats." Franklin ruffled his waist, watching the old man who had almost lost consciousness but was still cursing at others. Perhaps, that's how it is when one gets used to something, one doesn't care even if one is an inch away from death. "Most people will repent if they feel they are close to death." Franklin kicked Frans' leg lightly. "But, it's different with you who cursed continuously.""Huh! What for? Besides, I've resigne

Clara stood motionless when she saw the corpse that made her stunned. There was no pungent smell because Frans had just died five hours ago. However, his miserable condition left Clara puzzled. Could the perpetrator be Franklin?"Did he kill him?" Clara wondered to herself.The woman hurried out of the building that used to be a place for processing medical waste. Clara immediately ordered the members of Silver Clack to sterilize the location where Frans had taken his last breath. Although Frans' body would eventually end up in a Silver Clack morgue, the location still needed to be cleaned to remove any traces.Now, Clara's goal was to meet Franklin. She was unaware of the unilateral action taken by the man. Last night, Clara also did not receive any messages related to Frans' murder. Clara only knew that Frans was still unwilling to speak even when he was dying.Clara[Let's meet here in 30 minutes.]Clara sent a location to Franklin. Fortunately, the young man immediately read Clara

The woman screamed hysterically when she opened a box containing photos that made it difficult for her to breathe. Inside the box normally used for wrapping gifts, she instead found an unexpected "gift" that made her heart feel like it would burst out of her chest.This was all Franklin and Clara's doing. They photographed Frans's body, which had turned blue and was even starting to blacken in some areas. His body had even started oozing fluids from the decomposition process. The camera photos were printed, resulting in five images showing the most disgusting points on Frans's body. Then, they sent them to the address of the mansion that should have belonged to Franklin, but was owned by Frans.Of course, they were now smirking as they witnessed how frustrated Frans's wife was - who happened to be Franklin's aunt. However, there was one thing Franklin realized when someone was tasked with delivering his special package to Frans's wife."She's not Frans's first wife."Clara turned tow