Chapter 409 The Truth

At that time, Cindy, covered in blood, was carried out by Vincent.

The Olteran family lost its only hope.

Fortunately, Cindy was saved.

They all remembered that they had once poisoned an unborn life. The baby's crying laughter sent shivers down their spines as terrifying memories flooded their minds.

Dylan and Joe wouldn't be afraid of this if they hadn't done anything wrong.

But they were so scared.

In the monitoring room, Randall listened again to Cindy's story from back then. As Cindy's son, thinking about all the grievances Cindy had suffered in the Wallace family, he couldn't take it anymore. Fury overtook him as he leapt from his chair, sending it crashing to the floor.

He stormed out of the room without Patrick stopping him.

The matter was connected to the Olteran Group, so Patrick's heart boiled with resentment.

The hatred lingered for a long time. Back then, he had also looked forward to the birth of that baby.

In the end, that baby met such a fate.

In the next moment, Randall appeared on the surveillance footage.

The once timid Randall was now consumed by rage. His eyes were now filled with a fiery intensity. He charged forward and began pounding Dylan relentlessly.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body radiated hatred. The deeper his rage, the tighter his fists clenched.

He pinned Dylan down. "I'll kill you. You almost killed my mom. Even killing you won't quench my hatred."

He punched Dylan again. "Dylan, go to hell."

many of the previously scary "ghosts" were now standing at the door, no longer looking terrifying. Only Randall couldn't control himself. The thought of Cindy nearly lost in the hospital, with Vincent in tears, fueled his

lights in the

accompanied by the amusement park

people here were seeing Patrick for the first time. Seeing his cold demeanor, they instinctively took a few

was very respectful to Patrick, and they didn't dare to

manager and

meeting Patrick in person for the first time, could feel the overwhelming aura of authority without even a word being

room, bent down, and grabbed Randall by the wrist. Dylan, who had been pummeled to a bloody mess, was on the verge

shadowed a pair of cold eyes, glinting with icy authority, like a king holding endless power from his high throne. No wonder Randall had said earlier that no

chillingly cold, instilling a deep-seated fear in Dylan.

you to

to retreat, but Patrick's eyes flashed with a pressure that felt almost

Dylan stammered, "Dennis."

his pockets, his expensive leather shoes gleaming coldly in the room. He

saying little, lifted one foot and delivered a brutal kick to

passed out, and blood started to

foot and delivered a brutal

kidnapping case from sixteen years

about the Turner

around and left the

an ambulance and medical personnel immediately rushed

back, Patrick and Randall were in the

red. He said to Patrick, "Patrick,

window, his

the violent Patrick, who kicked Dylan's head until it bled. His one kick was harsher than Randall's

was actually with such

level of power and authority, lived in a world completely different

speak. After leaving, they all received the final payment from the Olteran Group

reward, everyone was left with a sense of

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