It was a dark and windy night. The moon was casting a dim and cold glow on everything beneath it.

As agreed, Cornelius arrived at the study on the second floor of Primrose Manor. Preston was already waiting there, as expected. His lonely shadow on the floor was like a ghostly figure that had returned from hell to seek revenge.

“Dad, I am your son, after all. I really never thought that you’d be so cruel toward me.”

Preston sat languidly on the couch. He grinned sinisterly. “I have always been respectful toward you. I have toiled hard for the corporation too. Yet, you’re kicking me out because I have become handicapped? Aren’t you being too heartless?”

Cornelius suddenly sensed that something was wrong. He turned around to open the door but found that he couldn’t pull it open!

“Stop wasting your energy. Without my permission, you’re not taking a single step out of Primrose Manor.” Preston put a cigarette between his lips. However, he remembered that he no longer had a hand to light his cigarette. So, he clenched his teeth and stuffed the cigarette back into its case.

“Caspian… Caspian!” Cornelius shouted for his secretary. His back was covered in sweat.

Then, the door opened.

Caspian is

Cornelius a sinister smile. Then, he flung Caspian’s body in front of

with fear and started to shiver all

someone? Are you insane? What are you planning

doing. Even if I’ve gone

you’ve gotten lots of blood on your hands

long? Now that you’re old, have you forgotten that you used

“Preston Harper!”

tossed them onto the tea table. “Sign these. I’m no longer interested in your shares. Harper

assets to me. If so, I

hearing that, all the blood drained from Cornelius’ face. He gritted

true that he had aged. But all this while, he was

to anyone for the sake of his own survival. He had never allowed

extensive family business in this chaotic world? How could he have become one

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