Chapter 937

Harvey stared at the body sprawled in a pool of blood, his whole body drenched in cold sweat, a lingering fear gripping his heart:

"You've only been back a few days, and someone's already taken a shot at you. What are we going to do now?"

"Don't worry, before I bite the dust, I'll make sure to drag those backstabbing, ambitious little devils down to hell with me..."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Avery paused, his gaze darkening, deep, and endless.

Unconsciously, he had used the word "hell," as if it were a prophecy.

Could it be that he, too, felt that with his hands stained in blood, filled with sins, he deserved nothing but hell after death?

In the chilling silence, Avery's phone rang.

Turning his back to Harvey and his men, he faced the haunting moon outside the window and picked up the call, pressing the phone to his ear.

"Speak."

"Mr. Chambers, the situation back home is... very much against you."

as if Avery's

it get? Just spit it out." Avery coughed a few

West and the CFO have been taken in for questioning. They were never truly loyal, just driven by their own

they were never my confidants... just puppets. The core of the Chambers Group, they've never

prompting Harvey to step forward and offer him

seemed his insides were shaking, then handed the handkerchief

it, and his pupils shrank in shock

the center of the once-white handkerchief was a

make any sound, forcibly suppressing his emotions, trembling as he pocketed the

the national wanted

hitched, a thick

are claiming Jeff's death is connected to you, they must have significant evidence

Jeff's death really have anything to do

his dry

scene in his office, watching his father struggle with illness and die at his

countless people have died by my hand, he's

help, slowly sat on the edge of the bed, "Back home and in Helgen, there are no

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