Chapter 21

Speaking of the waylens—

Benedict was standing on a sinking sand, as more of his spoiled brat secrets was on a countdown to being aired, he was biting his nails, his veins were bulging on his face, and he was restless.

Unlike his mother, he wasn’t given the opportunity to pay a ransom, his image was at stake and he was facing the possibility of being held in jail for the rest of his life for the death of his best friend.

He panicked so much because his mother would strip him off everything he owns even before the federal poke its nose into his business.

She was the head of the family, not his father, and she had made it known to him more times than normal that she controlled everyone’s assets in the family, she ruled over them, he knew how brutal she was, and how she cared about her reputation in the society.

She might be his mother, but if he wanted to be on her good side he would kill the threat before it gets to him.

He was given an hour, before the release of this incriminating
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