Elissa gritted her teeth and dodged Patrick’s advances. She roared irritably, “Patrick Klein! What the hell are you trying to do?

Do you want to break up this family?”

Just as Patrick was about to swing the mop, the phone in the living room suddenly rang. Amidst the chaos, the boldest of the servants went to answer the phone.

“Hello, Klein residence. You want to speak with Mr. Klein? I’m afraid he’s… Busy right now.”

The servant glanced at Patrick, who was about to hit Ritchie with the mop. The caller seemed persistent so she handed over the phone to Patrick, her body trembling slightly.

“Sir, it’s your assistant.” Patrick was in a fit of rage. He snatched the phone from her impatiently and spat into the receiver,

“What?”

“The police have caught several of our men. The man who was sent to kill Sebastian is among them,” the assistant reported anxiously.

“Sir, we have to get him out of there. If the police followed this lead, they’ll trace it back to the Klein family soon.

We have to stop them!” The assistant was so anxious that he raised his voice. Patrick heard his words loud and clear. Ritchie, Elissa, and Patrick all froze in place with a look of horror on their faces.

Ritchie cursed, “Fuck! Sebastian moved really fast! Mom, we’re in trouble now!”

tugged at Patrick’s arm and asked desperately,

son’s reaction gave Patrick a headache. He hung up the phone

all your damned fault. This

left the house, Elissa’s knees

shirt was also creased all over. He dragged his tired body to the living room and sank into the sofa. Elissa and Ritchie had been waiting for

asked anxiously. Patrick ignored the water. He rubbed

We’ll have to sacrifice it for

at each other and all the color drained from

took care of the nasty, under-the-table deals in the

Patrick stood up and declared, “From now on, you two have little to

better behave yourselves

slammed the door. Elissa and Ritchie were speechless. Elissa sat on the sofa wordlessly, looking dispirited. She was in deep trouble this time. In the hospital in Barnes, Sebastian had just gotten off the phone. His eyes landed on the TV, which was broadcasting

been happening every day. I heard that the cinema collapsed because it was blown

a basin of warm water, Natalie strode in and fixed her eyes on the TV. Sebastian pointed the remote at the TV and turned it off. “There’ll always be bad guys,”

secret force, which was

was weak now. A trace of imperceptible contempt

work. If it were up to him, he’d

table. She dipped a towel in it, wrung out the excess water, and then

you can leave the

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