Their Villain, The Mogul's Beloved

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“Are you that boy’s brother?” Nathan asked calmly. He recalled as he met Quincey’s hate-filled gaze.

“So what if I am?” Nathan said. “Now that you know the truth, you’ll pay with your life.”

Quincey thought bitterly, his eyes filled with hatred, ‘Zick went through hell just to escape that place. He was finally about to live a peaceful life.

‘The Moore family had the power to save him, but they just watched as Zick died right in front of them.

Quincey and Zick only ever had each other growing up. Quincey fought so hard to get Zick out of that nightmare, and Zick made it all the way to the Moore family’s doorstep.

If only the Moore family had reached out, just lifted a finger, Zick could have survived. He was so damn close. Just one more step, and he would have made it.

All they needed to do was lift a finger. It would’ve been nothing for them, just a simple gesture.

Nathan demanded, “When did you find out about Zick? Five years ago? When I destroyed that organization?”

Quincey had always treated Nathan and Zinnia kindly.

But after learning that his brother died because the Moore family stood by and did nothing, the bond he’d built over more than a decade grew complicated, now laced with a resentment he couldn’t let go of.

When Nathan’s health took a turn for the worse, Quincey secretly wished he would just die. If Nathan died. Quincey wouldn’t have to do anything.

Quincey hated Nathan, but deep down, he had truly seen Nathan as his friend all these years.

When Nathan set out to destroy that organization, Quincey joined him without hesitation. In fact, Quincey took point, entering first before letting Nathan follow.

It was only later, after Quincey learned from the leader that the Moore family had stood by and let Zick die, that he gradually grew distant from Nathan.

But after learning Nathan was poisoned, Quincey genuinely did his best to find an antidote for him.

Yet deep down, his heart was torn. Part of him hoped they’d succeed, while another part secretly wished they wouldn’t.

Quincey said flatly, “What’s the point in talking about this now?”

Nathan let out a weary sigh. “It wasn’t that we didn’t want to save him. We simply couldn’t. By the time Zick collapsed outside our house, he was already in critical condition.”

It wasn’t that they refused to help; when the little boy collapsed outside their home, his condition was already dire. Still, they brought him inside.

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His injuries were only external. Even if they

wondering. “They could have saved

never even got to see the sun outside. After finally escaping that hellhole, before he could even

him. Don’t give me these

state the facts,” Nathan sighed. “The

after escaping that organization. You should understand how

everyone. By the time they brought that little boy home, he was already gravely wounded, covered in injuries, with the gunshot wound being the

was to keep him alive for a few

his body, but the Moore family

word you say. You’re lying to me on purpose. Nathan, you’re always so manipulative.

abandoned Zick outside, and in the end, he was dumped in the

earnest eyes, the cigarette trembling in his hand, ash falling

for years. Do you really think the Moore family would do something like

knew Nathan was

“Quincey, it hurts so much. I just want to live.

took them away when Zick and Quincey were just kids. The training inside was pure hell. Zick couldn’t take it anymore. One day, he pleaded, “Quincey, I want to get

then, staring at Zick’s tear-streaked, red eyes. He

just twelve years old, Quincey had already proven himself highly capable and had

several missions.

the organization’s guard was at its lowest. He knew that

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convincing, Zick begged Quincey to beat him until he was covered

extent of the beating. Though Zick was gravely wounded, with

the guards, convinced he was as good as dead, ordered him to be

for someone he trusted to wait

renowned medical family from Mealinia, the Moore family, was coming, he

a real shot at survival. But later, the trusted contact returned with

manor. At the time, Quincey could only assume Zick’s injuries

to the organization, the leader recognized him and told him the truth. The

their doorstep. If they’d just intervened,

repair. He’d

the abdomen? How could he have been

end up with a gunshot wound?’ Quincey thought,

said quietly. “But when I extracted the bullet from his wound, it had the letter