Steven looked at Yerick's twisted face and suddenly felt a chill in his heart."Do you know what you're saying, Yerick?""Oh, I know it very well. You're the one who killed my parents in that car accident years ago, leaving me an orphan. You took me in out of guilt, didn't you? I know everything," Yerick said.Steven stammered, "Yerick, you've got it all wrong. Your father was drunk driving that night, and an accident happened. I just happened to be passing by. I found you alone, covered in blood, and I couldn't bear to leave you. How could I be the murderer?"Yerick chuckled derisively as if he had foreseen Steven's defense. "If you're going to spin a tale, at least tell me one I haven't heard before. Did you really think I'd believe you?"Yerick had stumbled upon the shocking truth a month ago.He was not a Warren by blood, but he was the son of a truck driver. He drowned his sorrows at a bar when the president of the Linton Group sauntered in, offering him the bitter key to a
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