Witan arrived with several other bosses from illegal circle. Despite being competitors vying for control of Reddof, they agreed to come together, united by the goal of getting answers from Chairman Kane. They entered the club and sat in a small room. Shortly after, a waiter arrived with tea. Witan didn’t hesitate to drink it. This tea was valued at a million dollars per pot, so it would have been a shame to let it go to waste. After waiting for quite some time, Chairman Kane still hadn’t appeared, and some of them began to grow impatient. “Bondo, is Chairman Kane here?” Witan asked. A middle-aged man stood near the door. His hair was slightly graying, but he exuded sharpness and authority. This was Bondo Zo, Chairman Kane’s chief steward and the one in charge of the Foh Club. Everyone only knew his last name, Zo—no one knew his full name. Even Witan and the other bosses had to treat him with respect. “He’s around,” Bondo replied with a friendly smile and half-closed eyes. “D
Harry kept shaking his head. He refused William's offer to return home and chose instead to stay at a nursing home. William’s family now lived in happiness and harmony, and Harry didn’t want to disrupt their peace. William had no other choice. He finally sent his father to the best nursing home in Reddof, complete with a personal nurse ready to take care of him. *** At night... Diana lay on the bed, thinking about everything that had happened. So many unexpected events, and sometimes the outcomes were truly heartwarming. “Dixon, do you think we have to wait until we’re old to realize who we really are?” Diana asked, staring at the ceiling. “Not always,” Dixon replied without moving. “I’m still young, but I already know who I am.” “Then, what kind of person are you?” Diana asked, curious. “I’m... a man who’s afraid of the cold,” Dixon answered, curling up on the floor. The room suddenly fell silent. Diana could hear Dixon’s steady breathing, though it sounded slightly
Zokhu took deep breaths repeatedly, but nothing could calm his rage. Sonny collapsed onto the floor, his face red and swollen, with the distinct marks of five fingers imprinted on his cheek. He clutched his chest, in too much pain to speak. *** At the TV Station Entrance Steven lay on the ground like a stray dog, curled up on the pavement. His clothes were torn, and there were countless footprints all over his body. The people who had beaten him had left, but he was still lying there. Hearing footsteps approaching, he quickly covered his head and shouted, "Don’t hit me anymore! Please, don’t hit me anymore!" After a moment, he realized no one was hitting him. Steven finally lifted his head slowly. Dixon was standing right in front of him. "You..." Steven looked at Dixon and was immediately filled with rage. To Steven, Dixon was just a young man he had never taken seriously. "Dixon! How dare you get me into trouble!" Steven roared, trying to threaten him, but Dixon ca
"Exactly right! William was paralyzed in both legs, and I heard he only recently managed to heal them. How could someone who just started walking kick another person? Besides, everyone who called to accuse William is clearly up to no good! How can they say such awful things about him? There’s something suspicious going on here!" The direction of the discussion suddenly shifted 180 degrees without warning. The host and Steven sat in the TV studio, both stunned by what was happening. More and more people were calling in to question Steven. They wanted to know more about Steven’s claims about William, but Steven couldn’t give any answers. Steven never expected the discussion to change so drastically. Everyone who was initially on his side, accusing William, was now turning against him, questioning his statements. "This is all confidential information, and I can’t share it with you. All I can say is that William really did these horrible things!" Steven said through gritted teeth.
"Damn it! Steven really knows how to act!" Gobu couldn’t hold back anymore. "Boss, let me sneak in and beat him up!" Gobu’s anger boiled over as he listened to the barrage of false accusations. How could Steven dare to twist the truth so cruelly? If Dixon gave the word, Gobu would storm into the live broadcast and teach Steven a lesson, even if it caused a major scene. But Dixon remained calm. He turned to Paulo and asked, "Is everything ready?" "All set, Big Boss," Paulo replied confidently. While he didn’t fully understand Dixon’s plan, he had meticulously followed all of his instructions. Dixon had asked Paulo to gather a few people with acting experience to call into the show's hotline and make false accusations against William. Dixon himself had written the script for them, crafting every word with precision. When Paulo read the script, he was stunned by how vicious and destructive the accusations were—far worse than anything Steven had said so far. Dixon nodded. "L
"The Hamilton Group didn’t go bankrupt due to mismanagement or external issues. It all happened because of internal conflicts within the family," Steven said with a sorrowful expression. "Our family may not have been wealthy or powerful, but we had enough. My daddy and I worked hard to grow this company. We wanted to succeed, but we never expected..." "...a thief to come from within our own family!" Steven's expression suddenly turned fierce, and he began shouting angrily. "William! I know you're watching this! I want to know, how do you sleep at night? Do you feel no guilt? You caused Daddy's stroke, you nearly got me killed, and you destroyed the Hamilton Group!" "And now, after establishing a new Hamilton Group, you've taken all of our family’s assets! Are you satisfied now?!" At that moment, every large and small screen in Reddof broadcast Steven’s emotional accusations. At home, William and his family were also watching the show. Steven had twisted the truth, reversed the
Dixon hadn't been with this family for long and didn't fully know everything that happened in the past, so he chose not to comment. However, he knew that William was a devoted son, both in the past and now. This family is filled with kindness. William and Yoruna are both good people, and they have raised Diana to be someone even better. It’s a loving family. "Yoruna, please don’t be upset…" William started to panic when he saw that Yoruna wasn’t saying anything. He quickly glanced at Diana and Dixon, hoping they could help calm her down. However, it wasn’t to force her to agree, but rather to ensure she wasn’t feeling upset. "I'm not upset," Yoruna replied, rolling her eyes at William before Diana could intervene. "I just want to know, where will your father sleep? Our house is small, and surely you wouldn’t let a stroke patient sleep on the sofa, right?" Of course, she still resented her father-in-law! Yoruna had suffered many things because of Harry, and it was hard for her
“Alright, now you don’t have to worry about this. Dad will take care of it when he gets back,” Dixon said with a smile. William would be back soon, which meant the pressure Diana felt would ease considerably. The past few months had been tough for Diana. She looked at Dixon and said, “How about I take you to Okla for a few days to relax?” “Okla?” Diana blinked, tempted to agree. However, there was a lot of work waiting at the office, and she wasn’t sure what they’d do in Okla. “Yes, it’s because of your uncle’s daughter, Jenna,” Dixon replied. “Jenna called me, saying she wanted to apply to a school in Okla and asked for my advice.” “What?” Diana was surprised. “She asked you? Why didn’t she ask me? Why would she ask you?” Dixon laughed. “I told her I’d take her on a tour of some great schools in Okla so she could choose which one she likes best.” Diana looked at Dixon suspiciously. “Jenna is still young, so don’t even think of doing anything inappropriate.” Dixon was si
Zokhu closed his eyes, took a deep breath to calm himself, then opened them sharply. He glanced at his men standing nearby. “Find the people I asked for.” “Mr. Zokhu, we’ve found them. They’re locked up in the warehouse now.” Zokhu stood up. “Let’s go.” They headed straight to the warehouse. The warehouse was dark and silent, with almost no sign of human activity. This place was used by Zokhu specifically to detain people. Currently, Steven and his son-Sonny, were stripped of their clothes and tied tightly to a metal rack with ropes. The temperature inside the warehouse was freezing. Both were soaked in tears and snot, shivering from the cold. “Please... please let us go...” Sonny sobbed desperately. “I beg you, we’ll give you all the money you want!” “Help us! Please!” Steven whimpered weakly. But there was no use in shouting. No one would hear or care about them. “Shut up!” Zokhu barked sharply. Steven gritted his teeth, his body covered with scratches from the t
Tiger Zee
love love love. very amazing main character!!!
Alin Sky
Keep updating author. I always look forward to your stories. Btw, I love the cover of this book.
Lynn Casey
Please DO NOT neglect or rush to end your other book!!......