All Chapters of My Step Brother's Revenge : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

"What is it?" Tony asked when he noticed that I had stopped when we got closer to the door. "Well, see for yourself," I told him as I moved away and allowed him to see the security lock on the door. "Well don't you know the code?" He turned to ask me, still whispering. "Have you gone nuts or something? I told you in the car that no one has ever been in this room apart from my father and somehow you actually think that I will have the code to it?" I asked him. "How in the world were you not even curious in a little bit to find out what was actually happening? How did you manage to live in that house without being curious as to find out what was happening and why this room was locked?" He asked me."Look I had way bigger things to worry about okay? I actually had so many things to worry about that I unfortunately could not concern myself with something like this, so please don't blame me that much for wanting to not pick a fight with my father this way." "You are just unbelievable.

I did not understand what was going on. I knew that this young man definitely had the kind of wisdom needed in situations like but I did not want to believe the words that came out of his mouth. I was not sure he even understood what he was saying. How was it so possible that my father was business partners with a mafia king? Was it that my father did not know he was a mafia king or he knew but he just did not want to care about his reputation anymore? Was that why he had this secret room? So may thoughts flew through my head as I tried to hold myself back, as I tried to lie back and wonder what exactly was going on. I did not understand anything about what Tony had said and I was not going to believe him either. It was obvious that he had some sort of anger towards my family and he wanted to wreck my father's name. "Do you have any idea what you are talking about?!" I said angrily as I took a hold of his collar and pushed him further into the chair that he was seated on. "Daniel,

We waited patiently in the cupboard till my father got what he wanted and then he finally walked out of the room without turning off the lights. "Is that supposed to be a trap?" I asked Tony and he smiled. "Yes. He wants to see if the light will go off or on and he will confirm it when he wakes up in the morning. I don't know if he has placed more triggers for us. I will say we take the document that we actually want to carry and go away with it, we don't need to stay here and complicate things further for us." I agreed with him even though I wished I could stay a bit longer and actually get to see more documents that will give me more insights about this man that I called my father. But as Tony said I had to keep my identity a secret. And even when I knew that dad wont do much to me, I could not imagine the things he would actually do to Tony if he discovered this. I may not be able to defend Tony the way I may want to and I could not risk starting a problem like that for the you

"Any more questions?" Tony asked breaking me from my tran of thoughts and bringing me back to reality with him. I was scared to ask the next question that was on my mind and I didn't know if Tony had the answer but I needed to know. "The relationship between my father and this man, is it because he wanted to clean some money as well?" I asked. Tony looked at me, contemplating if he should answer that question or not. I could see it in his eyes that he was terrified to answer the question and tell me what was actually going on. He feared of how I would react and the different emotions I would feel. But I think his most major concern was how I would take the matter and respond to it when we finally get to meet with Henry. He didn't think it wise to risk it, I could see it in his eyes and immediately I saw the confusion in them, I knew he would opt for the easy way out. "Right now, I cant say for sure because even when Henry is known on the street as a money cleaner, he does have oth

I wasn't going to answer that question. The only condition in which I would answer it is if I actually wanted to be dropped dead. Dad was not the type that liked people listening in on his conversations and worse when he was angry, he knew very well how to transfer that aggression to another person. The best thing was to keep shut but with the way he looked at Tony and I, I kne that even keeping quiet would put me in a ton of trouble. My hands were shaking. It was not that I feared my father but the truth was that i grew up being beaten by him a lot and currently, I didnt know why he would be upset about most things but I knew that the man loved to use his hands more than his words. Mom was always the one who knew how to calm him down but now that mom had left, he was just a walking ticking bomb and I always knew how to set him off.But now that I didn't even know the kind of illegal things he was doing and I was just finding out that his hands are not as clean as I would have thoug