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.

Sherman

through the window, filling the room with a warmth that Kellan

almost absent-mindedly, he asked, "What did you find out about Allison Clarke's stay on the island?" Sherman visibly stiffened and sweat broke out on his

Nothing concrete yet.

clean on

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

backgrounds are also

Kellan was not surprised.

woman was like a puzzle with half the pieces

still kneeling, asked cautiously:

.

.

discreetly.

all, she saw you

.

.

the book aside and He closed his

There's no need.

Sherman hesitated, confused.

wasn't like Kellan to leave loose

had

further insistence, Sherman

knew that Allison was not to

perhaps even

wasn't an enemy he had to deal with at

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

Allison.

name escaped her

You're quite an enigma.

squeezed his jaw and forced him to

figure that night - both mysterious,

where the memory of Allison

fingers and had not

on

curved into a

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

up your

the director froze, momentarily taken aback by Kellan's unusually

looked at the calendar out of

day at work, so why was

good mood Eh… Sir, I'm

Adam Westwood.

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