Neil had been discarded by Roy. At this moment, Roy stood alone as the others lay injured on the ground. The four of us attempted to rise, only to be swiftly kicked back down upon discovery."Neil Caster, I... I am being extremely generous here. Let's pretend none of this ever happened. Come with me, stay by my side, love me wholeheartedly, and I promise you'll be happy.""Roy, I don't want to go.""What did you say?""I don't want to go.""You want to be with this son of a bitch?""I like to be with him.""You like him?""Yes.""What?""I like Ryan. Ryan is good to me, as are Harry, Lisa, and Ethan.""Being good to you is all it takes for you to like them? I've been good to you too. Don't you like me?""I'm scared, Roy.""Fine, maybe I've been too harsh before? From now on, I'll be humble for you. Stop liking them and give everything to me, okay?""I...""I’m asking you!" Neil didn't respond. Roy, feigning gentleness again, turned irate. "It's fine, it's fine. Liking doesn't matter.
"Neil is so pitiful. he's never lived for myself, not even once.""Master, if given another chance, Mr. Neil's life would be even more difficult. You know that.""I know...""Then do you truly believe you can protect Mr. Neil? That increasingly innocent Mr. Neil?""I can." I hesitated for a moment, but decided to try once more."And what about your werewolf strength, Master?""Training, I can do it."Honestly, I wasn't confident, and Ethan knew it too. But I was well aware that Ethan also wanted Neil to come back, so I took a gamble. As it turned out, I won. Ethan was willing to help me. We knew the conditions for the resurrection ritual, and we had all the necessary items. We proceeded with the ritual right there in Ethan's old house.Of course, my sole focus was on bringing Neil back, without considering any new problems that might arise. I also failed to notice the secret that Ethan had concealed from me from the very beginning.The final step was to properly handle Neil's body. Fo
"That concludes today's report," Rizo finished."Alright, you may leave.""Mr. Lucas Junior, there's actually one more thing...""Didn't you say the report was over?""It's not about today, but something from a few months ago.""What is it?""It's about the candidate for the Lee family's parachute.""That again? Let's put it aside for now.""But Mr. Lee himself came to remind us.""Enough! All day it's one problem after another, and now they have the nerve to rush me!"I swatted away the file Rizo handed me, causing it to fly to the side. At that moment, I couldn't muster any goodwill toward the Lee family. Just five minutes ago, I had dealt with a mess created by the Lee family's wastrel, and Rizo's reminder unleashed the anger I had been holding back. Without waiting to hear anything more from him, I strode out of the office.I knew Rizo was under duress. Though he framed it as a reminder, I was well aware of the old man's nature in the Lee family. Much like the Mr. Lucas Senior, th
"Resisted, and yet you continue?""I... I...""Don't lie anymore. You're out of chances.""Yes, I continued. I couldn't resist.""If you couldn't resist, would you have gone to see your other boyfriends?! You chose Black's youngest son, of all, you chose one from the dangerous mafia family?""I... I didn't know...""Not know and still act so recklessly? Do I have to ruin your little Jerry to make you reflect?!"Before I could finish my interrogation, a shrewish woman interrupted, pushing her way past the guards at the door. Being someone of status, the guards didn't dare to block her too firmly; a slight push and they couldn't hold her back. She had heard my words. Of course, when she saw me, she didn't dare to continue her harpy-like attitude, quickly switching gears to plead for her son."No, no, Ryan, you can't ruin Jerry’s down there," the plump woman interjected, coming to his defense."Ryan, I dare not anymore, truly, I dare not.""Ryan, look here, Jerry has apologized. Spare hi
I hurried to Rizo's desk and began searching frantically. I needed to find the folder he had handed to me last time. I was acutely aware of the irony of my actions; I had already sent him into the lion's den, and only now was I seeking out the information that I had previously dismissed. No matter how thoroughly I searched, I couldn't find it. By the time Rizo returned, having seen someone off, I was still empty-handed.Desperately, I showed Rizo the photo and asked him to confirm if the person in it was the one I had sent to the Black family. His nod was like a dagger to my heart, nearly suffocating me with regret. It turned out that he had been around me for the past three months, and yet I had completely overlooked him.When Rizo realized I was searching for that folder, he took it out from his briefcase. He said that, despite everything, he couldn't let it go, so he had been investigating in secret. However, he could only find out what was happening outside the Black family reside
Neil finally sat down, and it seemed my conditions had given him enough reassurance to momentarily let his guard down and engage in conversation with me—or so I thought. As he settled next to me, barely a meter away, I couldn't help but notice how much thinner he looked, even more so than the previous two Neils. I couldn't help but wonder if he had endured considerable hardship to become this thin. Should I start feeding him every meal like I did with Neil Caster? But before that, I needed to address the matter at hand. Just as I was about to reveal the secret, an unexpected twist unfolded."I want to tell you my secret...""Mr. Lucas Junior, you don't have to tell me your secret. Let's just talk.""Don't you want to know my secret? If you knew, you could hold it over me, even threaten me if necessary.""No need. I can do without knowing the secret.""Can I ask why?""I don't want Mr. Lucas Junior to lose your Lucas Group, and even if Mr. Lucas Junior yourself wouldn't harm me, others
"Neil, who gave you this list?""It was Jerry.""Jerry Lee?""Yes."The investigation resulted from Rizo had also been released, confirming Neil's condition. Indeed, he had suffered a head injury, which left him in a coma for six months. Moreover, apart from fractures in his left hand and right leg, he had multiple superficial wounds that took over three months to heal. When he woke up, he couldn't remember anything from before. The doctors diagnosed him with possible temporary amnesia but couldn't determine how long this "temporary" would last. Other than this, his injuries were not severe, although the fractures still impacted his daily activities to some extent. Richard Lee arranged for numerous tests to ensure Neil was fine before finally allowing him to be discharged from the hospital.The medical condition remained consistent, but the medical expenses told a different story. Rizo found that the amount on the actual medical bill was significantly less than the one Neil had—almost
"I want to know, is it possible?""When I was at the Black's house..." He hesitated for a moment, then began, but stopped again."Were you beaten?" I couldn't bear to let him struggle to say it himself, so I started prompting him."Yeah, I was beaten.""Did many people beat you?""No, just one person.""Who? The Black CEO? Peter Black?""Yeah..."When the name was mentioned, Neil’s expression reverted to how it was when we first met, distant and guarded. It seemed that the CEO was someone he preferred not to be associated with, just as he had appeared before we had spoken. But Neil had indeed been to the Black's house, reportedly more than once. There must have been substantial interaction between them. Could there have been issues between them? Was Neil subjected to severe mistreatment?"Did he physically assault you?""No, not really.""No? Then what did he do to you? Was it something more severe?""Yeah, it was something more severe."As I spoke, I noticed his eyes welling up with