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!”

She tugged at Patrick’s arm and asked desperately, “What should we do

gave Patrick a headache. He hung

your damned fault. This

Patrick left the house, Elissa’s knees buckled from underneath her and she collapsed

he had aged ten years over the span of one night. His shirt was also creased all over. He dragged his tired

it go, Dad?” he asked anxiously. Patrick ignored the water. He rubbed his

have to sacrifice it for

all the color drained

under-the-table deals in the dark. It had been there for the Klein family for

cold, stony expression, Patrick stood up and declared, “From now on, you two

yourselves from

speechless. Elissa sat on the sofa wordlessly, looking dispirited. She was in deep trouble this time. In the hospital in

has been happening every day. I heard that the cinema collapsed

and fixed her eyes on the TV. Sebastian pointed the remote at the TV and turned it off. “There’ll always be bad guys,” he said lazily. What he didn’t tell Natalie was that he was the

was

what he had built over the last two decades. He was weak now. A trace of imperceptible contempt flashed in Sebastian’s eyes. But it was a

If it were up to him,

bedside table. She dipped a towel in it, wrung

doctor said that you can leave the hospital

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