12: The Brawl
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Felix's heartbeat thumping with uncertainty, sweat broke out on his face. The living room fell into ghost-quiet since the family lawyer broke the heart-wrenching news.

The mere stare of devastation from Star and Eunice's demeanors had Felix overthinking the situation with no strong clue of who was behind their misfortune.

From their echoes of fear, complaints, and worry, one thing was certain: the attack on the Haydens was intentional and strategic.

“I need to take a quick walk. It's really getting stuffy in here.”

He muttered, his eyes squinting with complications. Felix cursed in silence about their sudden ill-luck but exuded a composed front.

Two air-conditioners were actively working but he felt like he needed some space to process the rigorous attacks on their sources of income.

If the stock investments had boomed as predicted, the Haydens would have returned to a proper elite family in Liverpool.

The fall of Achilles from wealth, honor, and prestige affected their societal statu
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