Chapter 48: Kellan was sitting on the edge of his spacious, luxurious bed, staring at the medical report in his hands, his face expressionless.

This mansion was his private retreat.

His doctor, adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses, said: Mr.

Lloyd, your wounds were treated with great care when you were first injured.

There was no further damage, so his recovery is progressing smoothly…Kellan was barely listening.

The doctor's words seemed like distant echoes, but each one of them seemed to hammer the man kneeling next to his bed.

Sherman Harrison, Kellan's longtime assistant, was kneeling in a posture of deep regret.

He knew whose fault it was.

When the doctor left, Sherman, his face full of shame, said, I screwed up.

He should have detected the danger earlier….

Enough, Kellan cut him off, in a sharp but controlled tone.

The tension in the room was suffocating, and the weight of Kellan's presence made it difficult for anyone to stand firm.

The person responsible was responsible.

captured, Sherman explained, trying to refocus the conversation.

He had been at Kellan's side for years and knew that Kellan never liked to bring up the past, but was more focused on seeking revenge.

He's one of Hoyt's people, but no matter what we've done, he won't confess.

Throw him into international waters.

You know what to do.

Sherman replied, I'll take care of it.

Kellan's fingers traced the pages of the book idly.

There is no doubt that my dear stepbrother's skills are improving.

However, I heard that your company's finances are not looking very good.

If there is an audit, your cash flow could dry up.

Bankruptcy is not far away.

understand perfectly, Sherman replied,

filling the room with a warmth that Kellan may have ignored as

stay on the

Nothing concrete yet.

seems clean on the

there is no trace of what she

parents' backgrounds

Kellan was not surprised.

woman was like a puzzle

asked cautiously: We took care

.

.

discreetly.

all, she saw

.

.

aside and He closed his eyes

There's no need.

Sherman hesitated, confused.

like Kellan to

Kellan had his

insistence,

Kellan knew that Allison was not to be trifled

cunning, calculating, perhaps even more

wasn't an ally, she wasn't an enemy

anything, Kellan wasn't sure if Allison would be intrigued by the

Allison.

name escaped her

You're quite an enigma.

squeezed his

that night - both mysterious, both dangerous - and yet he found

to his chest, where the memory

still feel his fingers and had not

phone on

into

it be that Allison had finally decided to ally himself with him? Maybe she needed his knowledge for

up your

the line, the director froze, momentarily taken aback

looked at the calendar out

day at work, so

in such an unusually good mood Eh…

Adam Westwood.

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