Cesar’s heart was plagued by frustration and disappointment.

He had always considered himself a champion of justice, mourning Connor’s death deeply. Little did he anticipate that the very person responsible for Connor’s demise had been his own grandson

Tyrone clenched his teeth and struck the wall once more, Leaving his knuckles inflamed and his skin grazed.

“Damn you!”

Now, Tyrone understood Cesar’s peculiar will. It all made sense.

Have you made up your mind about how

resist delivering a swift kick

floor, staggering toward

a decision, I’ll

voice called out from behind him, “Stay

paused before saying, “I

in the office, her patience waning as darkness

him enter, Sabrina lifted her head from

her sentence, her jaw dropped in astonishment. The Tyrone before her was a

face bore several bruises, his hair was disheveled, his collar askew, his tie hung loosely over his chest and his suit was riddled

in a fight?” Sabrina placed her book aside and gracefully rose from

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