Meanwhile, William went back into the mansion and found Evan, Devon, Zeno, and Carmen sitting together around a table, playing cards. There were snacks scattered across the table, along with several glasses of sweet orange juice. “Oh, you’re here, boss? What did you bring?” Evan greeted him, immediately becoming interested when he saw William approaching. “Are you going to cook something?” Devon asked, sounding even more excited than Evan. William nodded and held up the groceries he had bought. “I’m going to make nabe. Do you guys know what nabe is?” he asked. “Is that Japanese food?” Carmen asked. “Yup! Nabe is kind of like hot pot, so that’s what I’m making today. But my enthusiasm suddenly disappeared, so how about you guys help me cook?” William suggested. The group fell silent. William’s lack of enthusiasm was so obvious that none of them had the heart to refuse him. “William, I have a great idea!” Zeno suddenly raised his hand. Somehow, he was the only person who did not

William took a deep breath and slowly let it out, trying to settle his emotions. Although he managed to calm himself, the anger inside him was still there. His blood was still hot, and his thoughts were filled with everything he had just learned. With his emotions still running high, William copied the CCTV video and sent it to someone. The person was Sandra’s husband, but William used a new number that could not be traced back to him. A few moments later, he forwarded the same video to Sandra using his own number. He also added a short message. “Auntie, is this you? Someone sent me this video.” William bit his lower lip as he waited for a response. He was nervous, but strangely, he also felt relieved. At least he had finally found something that connected Sandra to what happened to his father. Maybe he had just destroyed that family by exposing the truth, but William could not bring himself to care. They had destroyed his family first. Not long after, Sandra replied. “Where di

“There were several people who wanted to bring down your father. They were jealous of how successful he had become. Even back in school, your father stood out. He wasn’t the smartest student in his class, but he knew how to use his strengths and keep improving himself. He was also handsome, so he was quite popular. And… and my husband was one of the people who bullied him. My husband and some of his friends enjoyed making your father’s life difficult. But after several years passed, they saw the potential in the company your father had built. They approached him again and pretended to be his friends. But I never truly loved my husband. You remember that I took Edwin to a bar and drank with him, right? I did that because my husband was cheating on me. I was frustrated because I couldn’t divorce him. I was always being forced to do things, even illegal things, just to help him become successful. He took advantage of me, William… you believe me, right? I’ll tell you everyone who was invol

William sat beside Zeno, happily eating his snacks. Every now and then, he offered some to Zeno, who was curious enough to try almost everything William had bought. “I think we should go out like this more often, William… I sometimes get really bored with all the work I have piled up. So whenever I have free time, I try to go somewhere and have fun. Unfortunately, I don’t have many friends. Devon is a homebody, so sometimes I can’t even convince him to come out. He also cares a lot about his twin sister. Devon spends most of his time looking after Liz. That’s why he sometimes pretends to be friends with the bad kids at school, just to make sure they don’t mess with Liz. But Devon can be stupid sometimes. The truth is, Liz still gets bullied by other girls.” William nodded as he listened. He was finally beginning to understand why Devon sometimes appeared to be friendly with Trent and his group. Devon was quite popular on campus. He had plenty of fans, and William had often wondered

“Wow, she’s really beautiful, isn’t she? Is she an idol? If you put her in Hayper Entertainment, people would never stop talking about her unique beauty. She has the kind of face that looks like a fox, right?” Zeno muttered. William turned toward him. “A fox?” Zeno laughed. “Well, you know… people classify face shapes based on certain animals. Some common types are rabbits, deer, cats, dogs, foxes, and even snakes. I know about them because my older sister never misses a chance to analyze someone’s face type. She even said your face looks like a duck.” William’s expression immediately soured. “A duck? There are many other fierce animals, such as tigers, lions, wolves, pumas… why a duck?” “Or a baby puma.” William wrinkled his nose, clearly annoyed by Zeno’s response. “Now that I’ve got a puma, I look like its baby? But that’s much better,” William protested. “Hey, why? Ducks are cute and adorable.” William immediately started walking back toward the campervan, his long strides f