“Nonsense!” Benedict barked.

Alas, he couldn’t really do anything about it.

In the end, he made a call and booked a flight to Zarain with one thought in mind—to save his son.

There was no way Edmund could be the spy.

He didn’t even know when exactly his father hooked up with those people!

Thud!

Another punch landed on his belly. The man tied to the chair trembled and lowered his head in anguish.

“You’d better spill, or else you’ll die in this basement,” the attacker warned.

Curling into a ball, Edmund couldn’t utter a word for some time until the pain subsided.

He finally looked up, his face damp with cold sweat.

“I said, I don’t know who you are. I’m not a spy!” he answered weakly.

“You don’t know us?” The man chuckled icily before tossing a stack of photos in front of him.

Edmund’s gaze landed on the photos. His eyes turned saucers when he realized who the person in the pictures was.

“What? My dad—”

a lot of money from us. By the way, we helped

already pale face somehow turned paler

a key official! There’s no way he’ll do something like this. You must be spouting nonsense and lying to me!” he declared, on the

widened as he gave

like your dad achieved success through his own means? How naïve of you,” he hissed in

bit his cheek so hard

his reaction. Inching nearer to his accomplice, who had just beaten Edmund up, he whispered, “He doesn’t look like he knows his

“What do you mean?”

now that he’s the Senate Speaker. Why don’t we keep his

gaze landed on Edmund, and he instinctively recoiled in

the men strode over to

“Mmph…”

don’t know about your dad and us, right? Let’s go. We shall find out how he’ll react after finding out

a hotel

whole days for Sabrina to realize that the annoying man who refused to

Where is he?

was in

a daze after being rescued from the forest and

trance, it seemed like she had lost all interest in life. For the past two days, she

as though one was watching a withering flower that

Edmund’s subordinate

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