The Established Siblings of the Pack

“There were three companies in Cleapolis—Frost Corporation, Awakening Enterprise, and Minor Corporation.” Mason sighed as he lamented, “It’s tragic that all these companies have been swallowed up by others.”

Kingsley’s fists tightened as he asked solemnly, “Mr. Parker, do you know who killed my father?”

Mason shook his head and began to recollect the past. “None of us saw it coming back then. It happened all too fast. When I heard the news and rushed to Nicholson Manor, I was told that there was nothing but blackened traces of blood left. No bodies, and no survivors. I thought that you and your parents were all killed, so I went back to Awakening Enterprise and planned to halt all business dealings while I took revenge on behalf of your family.”

“What happened after that?” Kingsley’s eyes narrowed. “Why did you become insane?”

“There was a traitor among us.” Mason’s expression darkened and his voice was steely as he said, “That man said he found your parents’ bodies and lured me to a plot of land that was under development, owned by Minor Corporation. It was a deserted place with no one around, other than a few workers.”

Hatred swirled in Mason’s eyes. “He acted as if he was trying to dig up the bodies, and when I wasn’t paying attention, he slammed the shovel on my head! He wanted to kill me!”

“Who is he?” Kingsley asked. “Do you remember his name?”

“Of course, I remember! I will never forget his name and his face for the rest of my life!” Mason cried out vengefully. “His name is Jonah Lawson! He was the general manager in charge of construction at Minor Corporation. Back then, I was willing to overlook his criminal record for violence and pull him up the ranks because of his talent! I never thought that in the end, he would betray me!”

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of construction and he had a record

would it be other than the current head of the Lawson Family and the

do you know who’s currently in charge of constructing the Nicholson

distinguished men in all of Cleapolis.” He snorted. “And because his family, the Lawsons, are

that shovel I took to the head.” After mocking his own plight, he grew worried. “Kingsley, are you sure it’s fine to let them handle the

Family Cemetery.” Kingsley shook his head. “His son,

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