“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, we helped him get to his current position, too!”

already pale face somehow

There’s no way he’ll do something like

man’s lips widened as he

dad achieved success through his own means?

cheek so hard it was

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

“What do you mean?”

that he’s the Senate

gaze landed on Edmund, and

futile, for the men strode

“Mmph…”

Let’s go. We shall find out how he’ll react after finding out what we did

hotel

days for Sabrina to realize that the annoying man who refused to leave her side had disappeared into thin

Where is he?

in

had been in a daze after being

all interest in life. For the past two days,

as though one was watching a

Edmund’s subordinate rushed into her

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