Martha nodded, then unexpectedly kissed Larry passionately!-Bryce began to handle Mark's affairs.Truly, it was the old burying the young.After Mark's death, Bryce was deeply saddened, constantly pondering how to seek revenge.In his eyes, Sylvia, Eric, as well as Martha, must die! Even the powerful Westlake distributors must die!He felt that after Mark's death, his own life had lost much of its meaning. Without him, the Pentras would still stand with Larry's support!Mark's funeral was simple and minimal—he was buried near the Pentra family's grounds.Bryce's hair had turned white as if he had aged twenty years in an instant."Damn bastards! I want you all dead! I want you to accompany Mark in death!" he howled and wept before Mark's grave.-Meanwhile, Martha lay in Larry's arms.She wanted to deal with Bryce.Father? In Martha's eyes, Bryce had long ceased to be her father. Since she dared to harm her own brother, she found it reasonable to do the same with Bryce.
Without the influence of the Pentras for the moment, the Innova Group began to expand its business in Westlake City.The distributors were eager to cooperate with the Innova Group. Although Sylvia hadn't killed Mark, the distributors perceived her involvement as conclusive.With Mark dead and the Pentras not daring to make a move, it proved they were no match for the Innova Group.The distributors were now making money and were glad they picked the right side. At least the Innova Group operated according to the market, not squeezing the distributors.The most immediate benefit was that the money returned to their own companies, no longer lining the Pentras' pockets.-John, Ross, and others personally went to the hotel to thank Sylvia and Eric.John sincerely said, "Ms. Williams, Mr. Johnson, we can't thank you enough! In the future, the drugs of the Innova Group in our stores will definitely be displayed prominently. In a few days, we'll also establish channels with hospitals.
The service staff had prepared a table full of dinner.Bryce hadn't eaten for three days. He just couldn't bring himself to eat.Larry said, "Bryce, you have to eat something. Iron may be tough, but how can we go on without food? People may be gone, but those of us still alive must continue living!"Only when we're full and energized can we work properly, right?"Bryce remained silent, only a long sigh escaping him. He couldn't understand. After his ex-wife gave birth to Martha, she couldn't conceive again, so he found a second wife.After finally having a son, Bryce had given everything he could to Mark, almost plucking the stars from the sky for him.How could people just die like that? It would have been bearable If Mark had left him a grandson, but he hadn't even left him one. Wasn't he condemning Bryce to die along with him?Larry poured a glass of wine for Bryce without saying a word, then drank from his own glass.Bryce sighed and lifted his glass.This made Martha squi
Larry chuckled, and Martha joined in the laughter.Their smiles appeared eerie to Bryce. What were his younger brother and this daughter laughing about?Larry patted Bryce's shoulder. "Are you puzzled?"Bryce remained silent. He sensed that something was amiss. The wine was tainted!Sighing heavily, he sat down and looked at the two. "Why?"Bryce knew he was doomed tonight.Larry was also a legend. Adding the grandmaster-level Martha to the mix, he couldn't escape tonight.Still, he couldn't fathom the situation!He found it reasonable for Martha to want to kill him. Ever since Mark was born, he hadn't cared much about her. Girls were meant to marry someday and join another family. After Martha died, her tombstone would bear the name of another family. Only sons were true descendants. He had always been aware of Martha's resentment towards him. But what reason did his younger brother have?Larry raised his wine glass. "Brother, you're old and feeble. Martha resents you and w
Larry had actually teamed up with Martha, who was now seeking revenge against him.Bryce couldn't accept this outcome. Using the chair for support, he shifted sideways."Hmm?" Larry sneered. "Even poisoned, you still struggle like this? Too bad it's futile. Tonight, you will definitely die! Don't worry, I'll take care of the Pentra family! As for that Innova Group? Hmph! They will die too!""Larry! Hold on!" Bryce quickly raised his hand. "The Innova Group has a legend, with profound inner strength. You may not be able to defeat him alone, but if we join forces—""Uncle! Kill him!" Martha didn't want to give Bryce a chance to negotiate. They had to kill Bryce tonight! If Bryce escaped, what if he neutralized the poison and came back to retaliate?"Good!" Larry laughed heartily and rushed toward Bryce. The two clashed fists, and Bryce was sent flying out of the dining room.If he weren't poisoned, he could have battled Larry for 300 hundred rounds, but now he could barely catch hi
At Westlake Hotel.Eric and Sylvia had just returned from dinner.Their efforts in Westlake City had yielded some preliminary results.If the Pentra family remained inactive for a few more days, they planned to return to Salt City.It had been about ten days since they left, and the couple missed Yvette dearly.Back in Salt City, they made it a ritual to embrace Yvette every evening after work.Sylvia had just finished a video call with Amelia. While being away from home, this was the only way they could see Yvette from afar.After ending the call, Sylvia stretched lazily, her figure becoming increasingly alluring.Eric swallowed hard, thinking of something to say, when the phone in the living room rang.Sylvia teased, "Could it be room service? A beautiful lady at the door? Eric, did you ever order such a service when you were alone outside? Enduring the long nights must have been tough, right? I bet you didn't believe me…"Eric rolled his eyes.He noticed his wife was beco
Soon, John brought a silver needle case over. Seeing Bryce, he was also greatly startled. "Mr. Johnson, did you kill him?!"That's how it appeared to John. Otherwise, why would Bryce be there?He admired Eric and Sylvia even more now—one had killed the young heir of the Pentra family, and the other had killed the head of the Pentra family.They were peerless ruthless individuals, but he liked such ruthlessness.Mark and Bryce were both dead, so the heavy burden pressing down on the Westlake distributors' heads was completely lifted. From now on, they didn't need not fear the Pentra family.'Serves them right!' John's heart was already setting off fireworks. Such a good thing had to be properly celebrated!Eric glanced at John and said, "He came to us on his own. I don't know what happened. When I saw him downstairs, he was like this."As he spoke, he opened the silver needle case and began treating Bryce's injuries.Although Bryce was at death's door, Eric wasn't fazed. At wors
Bryce recounted the events with a certain eloquence. The revelation concerning the death of Mark and Sylvia's role as merely a catalyst, with the true perpetrator being Martha, left Eric dumbfounded. He had sensed that something was amiss—the reason Bryce hadn't immediately sought retaliation was precisely this revelation.Eric sighed deeply, contemplating the unpredictable nature of life. Who could have foreseen that Bryce, once at the pinnacle of his power, would overnight become this wretched figure?How could one swallow the bitter pill of being betrayed by those closest to them?"The intelligence reports suggest that your family boasts two legends: yourself and your younger brother, Larry," Eric remarked.Bryce's eyes widened in surprise."You knew about that?" he exclaimed, considering the possibility that Eric might also hail from an aristocratic family. After all, among the aristocratic families he was familiar with, there was one surnamed Hernandez—a name with significa