Lukas was thrown into the basement of Gale Bay.

Zephyr sat in the center while bodyguards with blank faces stood around the room. Lukas was shaking on his knees, but he refused to tell the truth.

“M-Mr. Hamerton, I really don’t know what you’re asking about… Ms. Zennie asked for t-that. I didn’t insist on giving it to her…”

Zephyr scowled, and without a word from him, the bodyguard beside him kicked Lukas in the chest.

Lukas cried out and yelped, nearly coughing up blood from the pain.

“Mr. Hamerton, you can’t do this…” he argued. “It’s against the law to lock me up here…”

“Hah, so you know about law too?” Zephyr looked at him coldly. Each word from him was sharp like the blade. “I’m the law in the Hamertons!”

Lukas was stunned. Blood seeped from the corner of his lips, and the coppery scent and endless fear choked him up like the hemp rope.

Zephyr did not want to waste too much time with him here. Cordelia was still upstairs. He did not let her come down to the damp and cold basement, nor did he want her to witness this filth.

He furrowed his eyes and shot a look to gesture for Robert to bring the butler, Mr. Welkie.

Soon, Lukas heard deep yet hasty steps approach.

“Mr. Hamerton, you…”

“Since I can’t make you talk, I’ll let your uncle have a chat with you!” Zephyr snarled, “He raised you and treats you like his own. This is a good time for you uncle and nephew to connect!”

He was an orphan, and his uncle had kept him by his side, later arranging for him to work

background or excellent capabilities in Hamerton Manor, where talented people were abundant. He did not

why he had taken the risk and conspired with Phil. They first approached Yale and Matthew, did lots

dealing drugs in secret, he knew that it was a deadly choice, but he was already caught up in it. Moreover,

the old man’s retirement. Even if his uncle were to leave Hamerton Manor one day, he could

that everything was still

jerked in pain. His steps were unstable as he dashed forward and slapped

I bring you up so painstakingly for you to

“Uncle…”

line of defense was close

Nelson? Just the two of you want to ruin the Hamertons? You’re

his knees and knocked his head

crying too, hitting the young man

people! If your late parents knew about this

over 20 years, and I raised you into a criminal…

up with reddened eyes. “Uncle, I’m forever indebted to your love and care. Dad and mom won’t blame

gave me came from doing those dirty deeds

despair washed over

hit the young man and kicked him. The bodyguards had not stopped him in the beginning but did so

die before your eyes if

of the bodyguards to aim it at his own head. He glared at Lukas, terrorized, as if he was doing one last struggle before his

especially when he heard his uncle load the

bawling. He was begging his uncle not to do anything

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