Chapter 822

Charles lifted his eyelids slightly, his deep gaze settling on Eason's face as if searching for something.

Eason felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat began to form on his back under Charles's intense stare.

Just as Eason's unease reached its peak, Charles spoke. "Eason, do you know what Dad said to me before he died?"

Eason's heart skipped a beat. "W-what?"

Charles let out a cold laugh, not answering immediately. The longer he stayed silent, the more panicked Eason felt.

"Brother, just say it. What did Dad say before he passed?"

Charles straightened up, slowly leaning in closer, his eyes filled with a dangerous and bloodthirsty intent. "Eason, I used to think you were the non-competitive type, but I was wrong. You're the most ruthless one of all."

Eason's heart pounded as he stammered, "I-I don't understand what you mean."

Charles sneered, his eyes now bloodshot, and coldly questioned, "The person who was sent to inject something into Dad. Wasn't he your man?"

Eason