“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—”

taken a lot of money from us. By the way, we helped him get to his current position, too!” the man

pale face somehow turned paler at

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

mocking smile on the man’s lips widened

seriously think that a fool like your dad achieved success through his own means? How naïve of you,” he hissed in

his cheek so hard it was starting to

to his accomplice, who had just beaten

“What do you mean?”

occasions, especially now that he’s the Senate Speaker. Why don’t we

Edmund, and he instinctively recoiled

struggles were futile, for the men strode over

“Mmph…”

he’ll react after finding out what

hotel

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

Where is he?

in a

she had been in a daze after being rescued

lost all interest in life. For the past two days, she

was watching a withering flower

one day, Edmund’s subordinate

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