"Grandfather..." Kim cried as she dropped to her knees beside him, her eyes clouded with tears. "It's all my fault. I was too late to stop my father's schemes."

"No. No. You can't blame yourself for this, Kim. Come here," Forrest waved it off, rasping as he beckoned for Kim to get closer. "Run if you can, Kim. Don't bother with us—the family is in your hands as long as you live."

"But a woman has never carried the torches." Kim sniffled and snorted. "Funny. That's all we care about, even now."

"Hehe. You're right. And that makes you much stronger than your father. He's useless and nothing without all the family business he inherited."

"Dad!" Eron suddenly lunged towards them, grasping his father's arm as he pleaded, "Talk to Kim. I-If she just bears it, the family will not fall to ruin!"

Then, turning to Kim, he kowtowed at her repeatedly. "Please, Kim! Daddy's begging you!"

"Just give up!" Kim glared at him in contempt as everyone else looked on, shouting, "You brought this on everyone because you never listen! How shameless can you get, telling your own daughter to spread her legs for some brute just to save your own skin!"

then spat right in Eron's face, which left him silent for a moment before he flew into a

turned toward Jorg who had been

holding her down for you! Just spare me, and I'll keep her like this! She can't fight

"Bastard! You bastard!"

to the black clad men's laughter, and he suddenly

spite, and she bit down heavily on Eron even as he straddled

far gone and refused to let up even as Kim drew blood, even smiling fawningly

do it—I have my

roaring with laughter, almost shedding tears—this was the first time he had

the black-clad men too, even as Kim kept struggling and

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