The Million-Dollar Heart

Hunter glared with bloodshot eyes, his voice thick with disdain. "You ungrateful brat, daring to tear apart the Wright family over such trivial matters. You're doomed to a life of failure."

Colin was immune to these barbs by now. He turned, walking over to a corner where he picked up a small wooden box.

"Grandpa, do you remember who this belongs to?"

Hunter's brow furrowed in irritation. "You..."

A cold smirk played on Colin's lips. "Mom wanted nothing more than to see her child one last time before she died. But what did you do? You took Winston away and left her to fend for herself, dying in despair." He would never forget the sight of his own mother, tormented to death.

"If it wasn't for Winston, I'd have left her long ago."

Hunter felt no remorse. He desired an heir who would bend to his will.

"A woman's death is of no consequence."

Darkness clouded Colin's eyes, his gaze turning icy. "In the Wright family, you've loomed over us like a demon, giving us no room to breathe." "Today, it all ends."

Hunter's heart skipped a beat. "Colin, what are you planning?"

Vivienne and Percival exchanged glances, about to intervene when her phone suddenly lit up. She stood, announcing, "Winston's in danger!"

At the mention of Winston, Colin froze. "What's happened to Winston?"

Vivienne glanced at him. "If you don't want anything to happen to Winston, put down what you're holding and come with us."

Observing the moving cursor on her phone, Vivienne signaled for Draven, who had been keeping watch nearby, to show himself. They needed more hands to search the Wright mansion for Winston. Draven quickly joined them, whispering something to Vivienne, who nodded in understanding.

The cursor finally halted at a specific location, which Vivienne showed to Colin.

darkened, and he took the lead. "I know who has

"Keep an eye on

man like Hunter wouldn't be

he was defeated. After

now dangling beside him, both suspended by a rope above the fifth floor.

screamed, "Bro, why did it take you so long? Robbie's gone mad; he's going to push me off the

by Robbie,

the brink

terror, shouted at Colin, "Why are you hesitating?

frowned. "Robbie, what do you

each word. "You should be asking yourself that, Colin. What do

no one's stopping you. But if you plan to level the

stance clear. "Robbie, I don't know what you're talking about. Let

Wright mansion with bombs,

Wright companies combined. You think I'd let you destroy it? Whatever you plan for Grandfather doesn't concern me. But if you intend to drag this house down with your

Wright mansion? I thought we were only after the inheritance." Vivienne, watching silently, had anticipated Colin's actions from the

the consequences of their chosen

had no reason to intervene unless Winston was involved. After all, her parents held a soft

for the rest, she couldn't care

Winston's true heritage, after you mentioned it that night, I did some digging. You'd

you spouting?

seems Colin doesn't quite regard you as

me? Ask

to Colin in shock. "Bro, say something. How could Winston possibly be Mom's child? She's been gone for years. He's just some orphan Grandpa brought home... What does he have to

"Shut up!"

"Winston is my mother's son, I won't let you

it hard