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.

no longer the Nic who ruled the underworld or the powerful boss of Sol Entertainment.

his eyes, then slowly opened them again. He unclenched his

then, he knelt, his gaze

“Uncle Nicholas…”

help him up, but Nicholas raised his hand, signaling them to stay

brief pause, he uttered four words, his voice quivering,

eyes blazed with anger as they glared at Melvin, seething with

begging you, Melvin… Where’s my daughter? Please tell me! Where

blankly at Nicholas for a long moment, blood dripping from the

had

humbled himself, kneeling before his

a provocative shake of his head, he

yearned to strike him, but the officers intervened, preventing him from doing so. They then took

the ground, kneeling like a statue,