Lukas was thrown into the basement of Gale Bay.

Zephyr sat in the center while bodyguards with blank faces stood around the room. Lukas was shaking on his knees, but he refused to tell the truth.

“M-Mr. Hamerton, I really don’t know what you’re asking about… Ms. Zennie asked for t-that. I didn’t insist on giving it to her…”

Zephyr scowled, and without a word from him, the bodyguard beside him kicked Lukas in the chest.

Lukas cried out and yelped, nearly coughing up blood from the pain.

“Mr. Hamerton, you can’t do this…” he argued. “It’s against the law to lock me up here…”

“Hah, so you know about law too?” Zephyr looked at him coldly. Each word from him was sharp like the blade. “I’m the law in the Hamertons!”

Lukas was stunned. Blood seeped from the corner of his lips, and the coppery scent and endless fear choked him up like the hemp rope.

Zephyr did not want to waste too much time with him here. Cordelia was still upstairs. He did not let her come down to the damp and cold basement, nor did he want her to witness this filth.

He furrowed his eyes and shot a look to gesture for Robert to bring the butler, Mr. Welkie.

Soon, Lukas heard deep yet hasty steps approach.

“Mr. Hamerton, you…”

“Since I can’t make you talk, I’ll let your uncle have a chat with you!” Zephyr snarled, “He raised you and treats you like his own. This is a good time for you uncle and nephew to connect!”

heart thumping. He was an orphan, and his uncle had kept him by his side,

had always been grateful for how his uncle had brought him up and wanted to repay his kindness. However, Lukas did not have an outstanding educational background or excellent capabilities in Hamerton Manor, where talented people were abundant. He did not manage to get into an important position, yet he was unwilling to stay a petty servant

did lots of dirty deeds for them, and the father and son became the shield for their

eyes set on Zennie. When Lukas found out that Phil was dealing drugs in secret, he knew that it was a deadly

of his uncle and saved a portion for the old man’s retirement. Even if his uncle were to leave Hamerton Manor one day, he could still have

that everything was

Welkie met eyes with his nephew, his heart jerked in pain. His steps were unstable as

you

“Uncle…”

last line of defense was close

Just the two of you want to

was bawling as he stayed on his knees and knocked his head on the floor before Mr.

young

the Welkies aren’t rich or noble, but we’re honest, law-abiding people! If your late parents knew about this and saw you like this, they’d

criminal… How do you expect me to meet your parents when I pass

reddened eyes. “Uncle, I’m forever indebted to your love and care. Dad and mom won’t blame you

from doing those dirty deeds with Phil Nelson?

despair washed over

in the beginning but did so later,

die before your eyes if

at his own head.

he

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