While Frank took Kat out on a joyride in the Maserati, Ned Janko had returned to his old house.

As he rushed toward his father's bedroom, he immediately found his brother's six-year old son, Hal, outside the door.

Hal was playing with his water gun with the servants and promptly trained the gun on Ned's face when he saw him.

"Hahaha!!!" He clapped his thighs as he left Ned's face and clothes soaking wet, even insulting him with a limerick. "What exactly happened to Ned? Well, his stud kicked him right in the head!"

"You little...!" Ned glared at the child furiously even as he pushed his wet bangs off his face.

He certainly could slap the child for his insults, but he could not—if he laid a finger on his nephew, his own brother would just beat him up instead.

"Hmph," he snorted, gritting his teeth and ignoring the child as he strode into his father's bedroom. His father's health was more urgent, after all.

Hal laughed as

with ashen hair and a purple face, his eyes tightly shut as he lay in

and the current head

Ned's brother, was the tall, scrawny man standing beside Ciril's

Father's been poisoned!" Yed's eyes flashed sharply as

as his face turned pale.

strode up and seized Ned by the collar, growling icily, "Is there really such a perfect coincidence? You stepped out for a

No one else has a motive." The woman sitting

Ciril's second wife whom he had married

she glared at Ned. "You're holding a grudge because your father chose Yed as his successor,

"I-I'm not!"

Yed and Paula were

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