The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge)

THE NOTE

~Life hasn’t been the same as I have been fighting for a while now.

~I got the courage last night; at least I didn’t die a failure.

~It’s too hard, and I am tired.

"This is perfect, boss," Andallio’s aide praised him. After examining the text and cleaning Andallio’s fingerprints from the cellphone, he hid it under his bed. To create the intuition that it slipped off his hands after he passed out. "The police will soon be here—who should we blame for leaking it online?"

Andallio mounted on the bed. Peering into Herveaux’s cold body, which was covered from head to toe, "You should have just stayed back without interfering," he muttered.

"Get a maid; one of you should admit it; I shouldn’t be teaching you your job; get out!" He trolled, whizzing off the curtains in his way.

He went back to the terrace with a teary eye, punching the rails and kicking them aggressively. "There’s no going back; I have come too far," he threshed, sweeping the droplets out of his eyes as the cops entered the