A gun.

He stood there, frozen, surprise dancing in his eyes.

Benny had a gun on him.

He’d clearly prepared for this confrontation.

Seeing the change in Matthew’s expression, Benny curled his lips into a sinister smile and pressed the pistol more against Matthew’s waist.

“You have three minutes.

Hand over Prosperity Group, or die right here,” Benny sneered, the gun cold and unforgiving in his grip.

“That old man has no other heir but me.

He’ll turn to me to fill your shoes.

Matthew met his gaze unflinchingly, his voice steady despite the threat.

be yours, and it will

you, soaked in

turned venomous as he aimed the

Don’t

gives you the right to judge

Matthew’s eyes darkened.

why go after an innocent woman? Should she pay for your

your mouth! One more word, and you’re dead!” Benny’s

the gun harder against Matthew’s leg,

you get everything while my

could only bear witness to her succumbing to illness

in a villa and indulging in the riches

with no choice but to dip into the underworld, which ultimately implicated

a respectable life, but no one

stood alone in

no one but

at Benny for

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