The Grant family villa lay in utter disarray, yet no one had the heart to tend to it. A few remaining servants wiped away their tears as they began to tidy the main hall.Tabitha Grant’s mother let out a soft sigh and joined them.What had just occurred was nothing short of a catastrophe for the Grant family.Especially Timothy Lane’s parting words—they weighed heavily on both Tabitha and the rest of the family, filling them with unease.Tabitha’s father knew his daughter’s temperament all too well. He fixed her with a stern gaze.“No matter what happens tomorrow, you are not to go see that bastard Timothy Lane. Do you hear me?”Even back when Tabitha was still in school, he had heard enough about Timothy Lane to form a thoroughly negative impression.And now, seeing him aligned with Patrick Davidson only confirmed his worst suspicions.A man like that—one didn’t need to think twice to know he harbored nothing but ill intent.Tabitha did not answer. In the end, she simply lowered her

“I… I know…”A frail man stepped forward, pointing at Arthur Barrett.“Many of the classified files in our research department are stored on Director Barrett’s computer.”Arthur Barrett glanced at the man who had betrayed him, too weak even to glare.This was exactly the effect Duncan Kirk wanted. He casually pointed at another person.The selected individual’s legs gave out instantly, and he was dragged forward by two burly men.This time, however, Duncan Kirk did not order any violence. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Arthur Barrett.“You may be loyal to the Hill Group—but can you guarantee that everyone here shares your loyalty?”Arthur Barrett lowered his head in silence as Duncan Kirk approached him.“Whether they suffer or not depends entirely on you. If you cooperate…”“Impossible.”Though his voice was faint, it was unwavering.Duncan Kirk’s expression turned cold. It was time to unveil his final card.“Very well. You may not care about yourself—or even them. But surely there is