“Nonsense!” Benedict barked.

Alas, he couldn’t really do anything about it.

In the end, he made a call and booked a flight to Zarain with one thought in mind—to save his son.

There was no way Edmund could be the spy.

He didn’t even know when exactly his father hooked up with those people!

Thud!

Another punch landed on his belly. The man tied to the chair trembled and lowered his head in anguish.

“You’d better spill, or else you’ll die in this basement,” the attacker warned.

Curling into a ball, Edmund couldn’t utter a word for some time until the pain subsided.

He finally looked up, his face damp with cold sweat.

“I said, I don’t know who you are. I’m not a spy!” he answered weakly.

“You don’t know us?” The man chuckled icily before tossing a stack of photos in front of him.

Edmund’s gaze landed on the photos. His eyes turned saucers when he realized who the person in the pictures was.

“What? My dad—”

from us. By the way, we helped him get to his current position, too!” the man reminded with a

somehow

a key official! There’s no way he’ll do something like this. You must be

lips widened as he gave Edmund a

seriously think that a fool like your dad achieved success through his own means? How naïve of you,” he hissed in a

his cheek so hard it was starting

accomplice, who had just beaten Edmund up, he whispered, “He doesn’t look like he knows his

“What do you mean?”

now that he’s the Senate Speaker. Why don’t we

sinister gaze landed on Edmund, and he instinctively

futile, for the men strode over to

“Mmph…”

go. We shall find out how he’ll react

hotel in

the annoying man who refused to leave

Where is he?

was in a

fact, she had been in a daze after being rescued from the

in life. For the past two days, she was either asleep or sitting still in a

as though one was watching a withering flower that was

one day, Edmund’s subordinate

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