Chapter 1047

Parker glared at the shattered mouse on the floor, his mischief-filled face turning dark as night. "Damn it, Ludwik. Was that really necessary? Trying to stab me in the lung or what? You aiming for murder?" "Shut your trap," Ludwik retorted, his face darker than a burnt pan, his icy glare cutting through the air.

But considering his own 'condition,' he clenched his jaw, unable to come back with anything.

"Ooh," Parker taunted, walking over, oblivious to danger. "Got a bit touchy, did we? Or did Whitney finally give you the boot?"

"You asking for it?"

Another file flew through the air with chilling force.

Parker, barely holding back his laughter, nimbly dodged it, his lean chest vibrating with suppressed chuckles.

He eyed Ludwik's muscular frame always the cream of the crop, a real masterpiece from the heavens.

Older by a few years, but physically, Ludwik was in a league of his own.

Just look at those perfect legs, fierce abs, and that mesmerizing body ratio.

And beneath that crisp white shirt, a chest tight with tension. And Whitney's not into this?

Must be blind, that woman. Doesn't know what she's missing.

But speaking of being blind, Tiana's no better.

Ignoring his own superior physique and strength... sigh.

Parker got back to the point, trying to give some brotherly advice, "If you wanna get rid of Bryce and Florence quickly, don't shoulder all the pressure yourself.

The mess in Emperor City, including my uncle's troubles, it's not your fault.

Without your early actions against Bryce, that guy would've gotten greedy and targeted Inko Group sooner or later anyway.

responsibility, Ludwik. It'll

from you, I just found out you actually

in the dark

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probably haven't even seen Whitney, let alone find time to chat with her, get a feel for how she might

silent

continued, "Even with all the work, don't forget to show some tenderness to your lady. You haven't

I always call Tiana every day, try to cheer her up regardless of how much

after you wrap up Inko Group's stuff tonight, take some time tomorrow morning to go back, take a shower, and see Whitney. Otherwise, she'll think you don't care about her. And with your daughter's situation as it is, if

voice

hadn't called him since that one call

ask something, but

She must be angry.

pressing against his temples, his

days, and the Lippert family was nowhere to

couldn't quel the anger that had been simmering since that bizarre call he made bombarding her with questions before deliberately hanging

being busy; when he was, she

that attitude, how could Whitney believe

brainwashed by Camilla's constant nagging about 'getting

with him over the past few days. Her focus was on her sons, trying to figure out what Ludwik and the boys had been hiding

Lippert family's quaint townhouse,

upstairs to his study to finish up

his family returned to

by a maid, went out for a

of Whitney helping the maid clear the table to exchange a look. Danny said, looking up,

focusing on the dishes in her hands, noticed her

frowned, stopping them, "Hold on,

looked at the leftovers, normally a food lover, but now devoid of

sister in the hospital, looking so pitiful, they'd lost their appetite, feeling

suffering in the

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