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His dimming eyesight struggled with the flickering light above, adding to his discomfort. He recognized this as Marcus’ act of retribution.
When Bruce arrived at the hospital, Jonah was still undergoing surgery.
Upon hearing the bodyguard’s report, Bruce slammed his fist against the wall.
The bodyguard’s mention of the enigmatic killer pointed directly to Harlan. As far as Bruce was aware, Harlan had been in Preagend during this time. Harlan wasn’t one to cause harm without a reason, suggesting that he was acting on someone’s orders.
This man…
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Bruce’s eyes widened suddenly. While there appeared to be no Link between Harlan and Marcus, there was an underlying camaraderie between them.
“Sir Bruce, Master Jonah’s condition is severe.”
The bodyguard expressed his concern about Jonah’s chances of recovery.
Bruce wiped his face and dialed Marcus’ number.
He had ensured Millie’s safety. So, why hadn’t Marcus spared his father?
His cruelty was unbearable.
As soon as the call connected, Bruce got straight to the point.
“I’ve safely returned Millie to you.”
“Jonah isn’t dead. He’s merely wounded.”
Marcus’ tone remained composed.
Bruce felt a sense of helplessness.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGlancing at the operating room’s closed door, he closed his eyes and stated, “Marcus, you’re heartless.”
“I’m well aware of your actions against me. Compared to you, my actions are relatively merciful.”
In an instant, Bruce was rendered speechless. It was true, they were the ones who initiated the assassination attempts against Marcus first.
Later that night, Millie awoke to the sound of voices and opened her eyes in a daze.
“Honey, it’s pretty late. Who’s calling you?”
Marcus set down his phone, wrapped his arm around Millie’s waist, and said, “Don’t worry about it. Just go back to sleep.”
The next morning, Millie headed to work at the Thomas Group.
As she entered the office, the curious glances of her colleagues met her. She walked confidently to her seat and settled down.