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.

perfectly, Sherman replied, taking the

in through the window, filling the room with a warmth that Kellan may have

he asked, "What did you find out about Allison Clarke's stay on the

Nothing concrete yet.

seems clean on the

her during those years, but there is no trace of what

parents' backgrounds are also

Kellan was not surprised.

woman was like a puzzle

asked cautiously: We took

.

.

discreetly.

she saw you

.

.

put the book aside and He

There's no need.

Sherman hesitated, confused.

Kellan to leave

had his

insistence,

reality, Kellan knew that Allison

perhaps even

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

sure if Allison would be intrigued by the idea

Allison.

escaped

You're quite an enigma.

coldly squeezed his jaw and forced him to swallow

became confused with that of the shadowy figure that night - both mysterious,

where the memory of

his fingers and had not forgotten the sting

the phone on

lips curved into

Allison had finally decided to ally himself with him? Maybe she needed his

up your mind, he asked

the other end of the line, the director froze,

the calendar

day at work,

good mood Eh… Sir, I'm

Adam Westwood.

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