Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

The one most affected by this was Mr. Grant. His ambitions far exceeded Mio's. Back when Mio sought his support, he had to obey all of Mr. Grant's orders and

arrangements.

Mr. Grant had wanted Mio to become his puppet, to take the position of family head and then submit to his control. But Mio had never intended to play along.

Their relationship had always been one of mutual exploitation, and Mio had long been aware of Mr. Grant's schemes, though he never exposed them.

Inside the business car, there was only Mr. Grant. It was clear he had deliberately sent the others away.

"Mr. Grant," Mio greeted him as usual.

In response, Mr. Grant slapped Mio across the face with full force. "You dare call me that? You lunatic! Why did you do this?"

Mio could have dodged the slap, but he didn't. Despite being treated as a pawn by Mr. Grant, Mio still acknowledged the man had helped him in the past.

This slap, Mio figured, was repayment for Mr. Grant's past assistance. However, the slap was hard enough to make Mio's head hit the glass, leaving his face swollen.

"Because I'm tired. I don't want to do this anymore," Mio said calmly. He was genuinely exhausted. What was the point of becoming the family head? It was still a life of endless toil.

He had spent the first half of his life climbing upward, yet he never felt happy. Only during the brief days spent with Rebecca did he experience an unprecedented joy.

Together, they had played with cats, watched movies, and strolled through the streets. In those moments, he felt he had a soul, that he could smile without hiding behind a mask.

"Tired? Who isn't tired? Do you think I'm not? The situation was already leaning in our favor, you fool! Do you even realize the magnitude of your mistake?"

"I don't think I made a mistake," Mio replied. He wondered, if he had a clean past, untainted by darkness, and met Rebecca as his true self, would she have liked him?

be out of your mind! We fought so hard for this, and now you're giving it all up. Do you think it's worth it?" Mr. Grant was so angry he was

coveting something that

you've completely lost your mind. Who's been feeding you this poison? You've changed!

with your help, but it's

own benefit. Now that everything's out in the open, there's no need

the years, you've used my

just now? Consider it repayment for your support. From now

bastard!" Mr. Grant was so furious he raised his cane to strike Mio

"I told you-I owe you nothing. If you dare lay a finger on me again, I won't let it slide. You know my character-I'm exactly the kind

was speechless. He had spent years teaching Mio to be ruthless and cunning, believing in the mantra "a man without venom is no man at all." Yet he never

no contest. Especially since Mio had undergone extensive training while vying for the position of family

of them in the car, if Mio truly wanted to harm Mr. Grant, the older man wouldn't

"We've known each other for years. I don't

I'll let bygones be bygones. Don't give your shares to Aurora. Join forces with the smaller shareholders, and we'll oust her. You can still

of this book for free. Don't miss out on the next

now, you're still dreaming. Wake up," Mio

don't listen to me, I'll make sure you can't survive in the Walsh

"Go ahead. I have no intention of staying in

stepped out. From behind, he could hear Mr. Grant's enraged

There was no

vice president and stepping on others to

had become the very person he once despised. From now on, he vowed never to live

at his villa, his secretary was already waiting at the door,

Walsh," the secretary

said,

put on shoe covers.

in directly," Mio said. For once, he didn't insist on