Married a Secret Billionaire

“Go ahead… hit me!” Melvin spat out a mouthful of blood, his voice mumbled. “Ha… It’s futile even if you kill me! If you do… I’ll take the two of them with me to hell!”

Toph yelled, and the brothers shoved Melvin against the wall. Zuko’s pale joints and trembling hands tightened around Melvin’s neck. The inability to kill his enemy was tormenting him.

Just then, the interrogation room door swung open, allowing light to flood in. Several officers entered, urging them to stop.

Someone stood behind them.

Slowly, he walked forward, each step landing heavily on the ground. His presence weighed heavily on him.

Zuko released his grip on Melvin and turned to face the newcomer.

“Uncle Nicholas…”

Sorrow flickered across Nicholas’ exhausted face, his sideburns now peppered with silver hair strands. Zuko remembered how Nicholas’ hair had turned white overnight when he received the devastating news about Pammy 20 years ago. Although he gradually recovered, he was no longer the same majestic man.

He had lost his daughter once and regained her, only to lose her again. His hair had turned silver once more.

Nicholas stood before Melvin, silently watching him. Deep-seated resentment burned in his saddened eyes, overshadowed only by the pain of losing his daughter.

longer the Nic who ruled the underworld or the powerful boss of Sol Entertainment. He was simply a father desperate to find

slowly opened

he knelt, his gaze fixed

“Uncle Nicholas…”

up, but Nicholas raised his hand, signaling them

four words, his voice

glared at Melvin, seething with

my daughter? Please tell me!

moment, blood dripping from the corner of his lips. Then, he

Thompson, who had always been

he had humbled himself, kneeling before his enemy in the most

with a provocative shake of his head, he denied

the officers intervened, preventing him from doing

ground, kneeling