Johnson, hearing that there was a lead about the people who attacked him and his mother twenty-five years ago, he felt pain and panic at the same time. His breathing became heavier while his fists slowly tightened."They took everything away from me," he said in a trembling voice.Samuel remained silent, allowing him to express everything in his heart.Johnson's eyes slowly became red."For a reason I know nothing about, I suffered hunger, lack of shelter, humiliation and insults for twenty-five years."He clenched his fists even tighter."I lost my livelihood. I lost my parents. I grew up believing I had nobody in this world."His voice became colder."Now that we finally have a lead about the people behind all this..."He looked directly into Samuel's eyes."I am not going to allow any of them to go scot-free. They will all answer for what they did."The room became silent. Samuel quietly studied Johnson's expression. He understood that pain better than anyone.For twenty-five years

The moment Gibson Mencho admitted that he was part of the planned attack on Johnson and his mother twenty-five years ago, Johnson felt his heart stop beating for a second.Finally, after twenty-five painful years, someone had admitted to being involved.Johnson wished he could somehow enter Gibson's memories and watch everything that happened on that terrible day with his own eyes.He wanted to know every detail. He wanted to know why his family was destroyed. He wanted to know where his mother was taken.Most importantly… He wanted to know whether she was still alive. Unfortunately, he knew such a thing was impossible.The only way to uncover the truth was to ask one question after another.Johnson slowly walked closer to Gibson. His breathing became heavier. His eyes were fixed on the man sitting before him."Tell me," he said in a trembling voice. "Who sent you?"Gibson lowered his head without answering.Johnson took another step forward. "And where did you people take Mrs. Edward

The call connected. Everyone inside the warehouse immediately held their breath.Johnson slowly placed the phone against his ear.Nobody spoke. Not Johnson. Not even the person on the other end.The warehouse became so quiet that the sound of everyone's breathing could be heard.Johnson frowned slightly. He waited patiently, hoping the mysterious caller would speak first.Several seconds passed. No one spoke. The other person remained completely silent.Johnson tightened his grip on the phone. He continued listening. Still… Not a single word came from the other side.Samuel Briggs exchanged glances with the guards. Nobody dared to interrupt.After almost a minute of complete silence… The call suddenly disconnected.Johnson slowly lowered the phone from his ear. He looked at the screen for a few seconds before handing it back to Samuel."What was that?" he asked quietly.Gibson Mencho immediately answered."I told you."Johnson looked at him."The person never speaks first."Johnson re

The words from the two visitors struck Emily like a bolt of lightning. For several seconds, she simply stared at them. She could not believe what she had just heard.The world around her seemed to spin. Her breathing became heavier, and beads of sweat slowly formed on her forehead.She leaned against the arm of the sofa to stop herself from collapsing.The bank recovery officer noticed the sudden change in her expression."Miss Wilson," he called gently. "Are you alright?"Emily forced herself to nod. "I... I am fine."But deep inside, she knew she was not. Her mind suddenly became overwhelmed.Just yesterday, she had gone to the restaurant with Johnson, hoping to forget the burden she had been carrying.Instead… She had been humiliated. Bethany and George had insulted both her and Johnson before everyone.She had returned home hoping that today would be better. Instead, she had woken up to another disaster. She had been struggling day and night to save Wilson Group from collapsing.N

Bethany's bright smile slowly disappeared.The excitement that had filled her heart only a few moments ago vanished almost immediately.She had truly believed that the invitation meant Clifford Group had already secured the contract.Now she realized that every company that submitted a proposal had received the same invitation.She remained quiet for several seconds before speaking again."George.""Yes?""Do you know the new CEO of McArthur Conglomerate?"George sighed from the other end of the phone."No. I do not."Bethany frowned. "You don't?"George shook his head even though she could not see him."I only know one executive member of the board through my father.""That is all." Bethany became more anxious."So you have never met the new CEO?""No. I have never seen him.""I do not even know what he looks like."Bethany held the phone tighter."Are you sure he will even give our company a chance?"George sighed again. "Bethany… I wish I could answer that.""But the truth is… Not