The rain was pouring down heavily. The wind blew strongly, followed by lightning that thundered repeatedly. For a moment, it was as bright as day. The dinner table was silent after Damian asked a question. Dalton was silent for a long time. "I don't think it's a good idea, Uncle. It's too risky a choice. I do not underestimate your loyalty and closeness to David Miller. However, your whereabouts must still be kept secret.""Your four brothers placed some spies in your cousins' families abroad. They will definitely send word to your brothers if they get even the slightest clue."Damian and Dominique looked at each other for a moment. Damian let out a long breath. "You're right, Dalton. I apologize for being reckless.""You don't have to be sad, Uncle. I have good news for you. David Miller and some of your other cousins began investigating the case twenty-six years ago. They are beginning to believe that you and your family are still alive. In addition, they are starting to get evid

Davis began to open his eyes, massaging his head repeatedly. The man sat up, surveying the surroundings. "I was in my room." Davis picked up the phone on the nightstand, surprised to realize something. "I was asleep for so long. Is it possible I passed out after that?"Davis hurried downstairs and approached the window. He saw Alex, Jacob, Carlos, Hans, and the others in the courtyard, preparing to exercise. Davis was pensive for some time. "I must have worried everyone because I suddenly lost consciousness for the second time."Davis closed his eyes when he remembered the appearance of the mysterious figure and the fight yesterday. "Damn! I'm so disgusted when I remember what happened yesterday. I looked so weak and fragile in front of that guy. He must have been laughing at me back then. I was too arrogant to think I was strong."Davis took off his clothes, warmed up, and exercised. He gets more upset every time the memory of the fight comes up. "I can't be lazy. I need to focus

Daniel looked at David, Darren, and Dasha in turn, pretending to smile at their arrival. He was still convinced they had come with a specific purpose. "I suspect David wants to meet and discuss something with Dad. Unfortunately, he won't get any information from him. Dad doesn't even want to talk to me these days," he muttered. "You guys surprised me a lot. You should have announced your arrival. I would have welcomed you very well," Daniel said. Darren and Dasha bowed respectfully as Daniel approached. "We wanted to surprise everyone. How are you now, Daniel? I heard your condition had deteriorated." David sat down on the sofa. The servants began to arrive, putting food and drinks on the table. "Yes, I was in bad shape a while ago, but I'm fine now. Age can't lie." Daniel laughed. "How are you and your family, David? I haven't visited in a while."David glanced at Darren and Dasha for a moment. "We're doing fine. We had some free time, so we decided to visit."Daniel was silent

Dylan watched the video of Davis and the masked figure fighting on the holographic screen. "I've been trying to get information about the masked man, but I still haven't gotten it until now."Dylan scanned the cityscape. "Dalton did an excellent job during the fight. He kept his cool by executing the system's instructions, and so did Davis.""Who was that masked man?" Dylan was lost in reverie, closing his eyes as various possibilities ran through his mind. "Does he know me at all?""I didn't find any information about him from the Shibacorm system. He could be from another group, or he could be from .... No way!"Dustin approached Dylan, glaring in exasperation. "What are you doing while I'm preparing things, Dylan? You keep pissing me off."Dylan suddenly turned around, staring at Dustin intently. "You bastard! Why are you looking at me like that?" Dustin snapped."My "What?" Dustin was surprised. "I suspect he's a member of another group.""So, he's a member of Shibacorm? If he

Mike fell silent as he recalled what one of the Miller family's bodyguards had said the other day. "I can't tell if the Miller family brought Mario to their place," he muttered.Eren smiled. "You regret telling me, Mike?""No, sir." Mike feigned a smile, glancing at Eren. "Come on, we've known each other long enough.""I just can't lie to you, sir. You almost never fail to guess my thoughts and feelings." Mike was silent for a moment. "I was just afraid that my friend's problem would bother you.""You're reminded of someone's threat, aren't you?" Eren placed the glass on the table. "You don't have to be afraid, Mike. I won't tell anyone about it. You know who I am and what I can do."Mike knew Eren as one of the most successful businessmen in Fluxton and several other countries. The man owned many well-known and successful companies. Even so, Eren was still no match for the Miller family. Mike took a deep breath and gulped down his drink. He was still debating whether to tell Eren.