"You don't need me to remind you of all the stupid things you've done. Let's just talk about the latest one. You went to the tax office today and spent a ton of money, but do you think it was worth it? What do you think they would do if I didn't cooperate?""Just as I thought, it's you." Robison was the calmest among them. Thomas shook his head slightly."This is exactly what I mean. You just don't know when to stop. You lost a leg and still act so clueless. Maybe if all your limbs were broken, you'd finally understand what manners and boundaries really mean." Thomas words were blunt, and everyone suddenly realized that it wasn't an attack that had cost Robison his leg; it was Thomas who had done this to him. Robison's mother, still trying to grasp the situation, became furious upon hearing that Thomas had crippled her son."It's you! How could you be so cruel as to break my son's leg?"Robison watched his mother's outrage and firmly held her down to keep her seated."Mom, getting ang

After wandering around for about ten minutes, Miss Hutton began to feel that something was off. The entire company was unusually quiet. Moreover, the design of the office was uniquely distinctive. While Miss Hutton had seen her fair share of unusual office buildings in her career, this one was particularly rare, resembling more of a personal collection than a corporate space. "I know you put in quite a bit of effort to come here, Miss Hutton," the man said, "so I chose one of our most representative office buildings for you to tour. This also reflects our new direction in real estate development." The implication was clear: they hadn't taken her to the headquarters. Previously, their headquarters had been nearby, but they had mentioned moving without providing a specific address. Now, it seemed they were deliberately keeping things secretive, as if wary of her presence. "You're too kind. This office building is indeed special, and I appreciate you taking the time to come here for t

As soon as Clinton walked away, he turned and headed upstairs into the office building, making his way to a hidden office on the other side. He pushed the door open and saw Lucas sitting inside."As you expected, Thomas is indeed most concerned about our side. He's already sent someone to hand over the details to me. So, how am I doing? Are you satisfied with my performance?"Lucas looked up at him, a hint of amusement in his eyes. This kid really knew how to flatter."Don't get too cocky. Your dad will never forgive you for this, so right now, you're just a grasshopper on the same string as me.""Auntie Emily, I truly believe you can help me gain real power. Compared to that inexperienced kid, you're definitely the one with the real skills." Lucas only smiled slightly at the flattery. His relationship with this kid was purely transactional; it was all about business. For now, the kid was simply in a position to enjoy the benefits."Don't worry, I'll keep my promises, but you can't pu

"Some things are hard for me to say, and you're part of it, so just see for yourself, Lawrence." Lawrence noticed that his friendseemed a bit upset, and he wasn't sure which of his words had triggered that reaction. So, he decided to change the subject."Have your family sorted things out for you? They really need to learn to behave, or else the boss will make sure they end up with nothing.""Don't worry, the toughest troublemaker has already been thrown into detention. Soon enough, he'll probably be transferred to prison." Lawrence nodded at this. The boss had a way of dealing with people by putting them in a place where escape was impossible, and it would definitely leave a mark on their life stories. It was quite impactful."Let's just play it safe for now." At the police station.Robison had been stuck there for dozens of hours, but it wasn't as bad as he had imagined. In fact, because one of his legs was injured, the police had given him a bit of special treatment. However, by

Miss Hutton arrived at the office early in the morning. She noticed that the number of people clocking in was less than ten, and thought to herself that maybe it was time to give those early risers a raise. As she stepped into the office, she was slightly surprised to see someone already sitting in a chair.Her boss had been working harder lately; it seemed David was really stepping up."Good morning, boss," she greeted."Morning! Thanks for your hard work yesterday," he replied. His words reminded Miss Hutton that with her boss here so early, he probably had something to discuss with her. She quickly dismissed the thought, telling herself that whatever it was, it would come up sooner or later. She recalled their meetingYesterday, feeling a bit at a loss for words."So, how did it go? Was it smoother than you expected?" he asked. Miss Hutton understood exactly what he was referring to."Not really. Clinton and his father don't see eye to eye; it seems he wants to break away from his