Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

Marcelo got straight to the point and asked, "Did you kill Cillian, your own father?"

Mason froze, stunned. "Mr. Byrne, I don't understand what you're saying! My

father passed away in a nursing home. I'm his son, so how could I ever do

something so monstrous?"

Marcelo did not answer. He simply stared at Mason with eyes like steel.

Mason held the gaze, lifting his chin slightly as if to prove his conscience was

clear.

Finally, Marcelo gave a slight nod. "Fine. Let's say I believe you... for now. In that

case, why don't you tell me how your father died?"

Mason hesitated, stumbling over his words. "Well... Mr. Byrne, you've got me

there. Ever since he was forced to step down, he had been... emotionally

unstable. He kept rambling about Mr. Lloyd wanting him dead. Eventually, the

doctors at the care center said he developed some form of schizophrenia."

He continued, "Not long after, we received word that he had passed. Honestly, all

of this is my fault. I wasn't a good enough son."

Marcelo scoffed. "Of course it's your fault, but the one who really deserves to die

is Andrew. That man is ruthless. Cillian gave up everything and even moved into a

home, yet he still hunted

shivered and said nervously, "Mr. Byrne, we can't say that

now, I serve under Mr. Lloyd. If he ever finds out

him behind

tone turned ice-cold. "He won't be riding high much longer. When

fast. He's been parading around Blumedale like a king

the heavens won't

with subtle delight, though

Mr. Lloyd's power is

almost laughable, but even we, the Ulrich family, with our

the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce,

him."

not the only ones. Many others in the

Andrew plans to dominate us all and crush the competition

one."

"Internal chamber politics are

That's enough. I've said my piece. Be smart,

to leave, but

to

hard. "Mr.

father were like family.

there was something suspicious

death.

what it used to be.

dare investigate

you,

justice to his name!"

eyes burned with fury. "You

I'll destroy Andrew

to the edge of the