“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—”

By the way,

somehow turned paler at his

dad isn’t like that. He’s a key official! There’s no way he’ll do something like this. You

the man’s lips widened as he gave Edmund a

through his own means? How

cheek so hard it was

and saw his reaction. Inching nearer to his accomplice, who had just beaten Edmund up, he whispered, “He doesn’t look like

“What do you mean?”

been uncooperative on various occasions, especially now that he’s the Senate

Edmund, and he instinctively recoiled

struggles were futile, for the men strode over

“Mmph…”

us, right? Let’s go. We shall find out how he’ll react after finding out what we did to you!” They

hotel

that the annoying man who refused to leave her side

Where is he?

in

in a daze after being rescued from the forest and

like she had lost all interest in life. For the past two days, she was either asleep or sitting

though one was watching a withering flower that was about to

subordinate rushed into

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