Chapter 422
Author: Pen thinker
last update2026-08-24 20:20:34

At that moment, upon hearing what his son had just said and seeing the hopelessness in David’s face, Marcus felt something inside him twist violently. Until then, anger had been burning in him in scattered directions—toward the police, toward the chief, toward Raymond, toward the lawyers who had abandoned him, and toward the entire humiliating situation that had turned against him so quickly. But now, all of that fury narrowed into one sharp, bitter thought.

This is because of David.

His chest
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    At that moment, when Marcus heard what Raymond had just said, his jaw tightened so hard that the muscles in his face began to twitch. He could barely believe that Raymond was speaking to him in that manner—so calmly, so fearlessly, and with such absolute disregard for his status. Men did not usually speak to Marcus Chen that way. Even those who disliked him knew how to hide it. Even those who hated him understood the danger of showing it openly. Yet Raymond stood before him as if Marcus were no one important, no one to be feared, no one whose influence had any weight in that room.That was what hurt him most.Not just the disrespect, but the ease of it.It was not even dramatic. Raymond was not shouting. He was not insulting Marcus in the reckless way of someone overcome by anger. No, what made it worse was the quiet certainty in him—the way he spoke as if he had already measured Marcus and found him wanting, as if he had already decided that Marcus no longer mattered and was simply w

  • Chapter 422

    At that moment, upon hearing what his son had just said and seeing the hopelessness in David’s face, Marcus felt something inside him twist violently. Until then, anger had been burning in him in scattered directions—toward the police, toward the chief, toward Raymond, toward the lawyers who had abandoned him, and toward the entire humiliating situation that had turned against him so quickly. But now, all of that fury narrowed into one sharp, bitter thought.This is because of David.His chest rose and fell heavily as he stared at his son. His face tightened, and for a brief second, the fatherly composure he had been trying so hard to maintain cracked badly. He could not believe that his life, his carefully built career, his influence, his power, and everything he had spent years protecting was now turning upside down because of one reckless, rotten boy who had refused to control himself.Inside his mind, Marcus was raging."What the hell has this bastard done?""What the hell is wron

  • Chapter 421

    "Your officers cannot keep us here forever.""We are not keeping you here indefinitely. We are completing the procedure.""You have no right to hold my son.""We have every right to detain a suspect while charges are being processed.""I will challenge this.""You may.""I will bring the entire department down.""You may try."Marcus looked at Raymond."And you," he said, pointing toward him, "do not think this ends here."Raymond's expression did not change."It has not ended for me.""You will regret what you did.""No," Raymond replied. "The person who should regret what he did is sitting at that table."David lowered his head.Marcus turned toward his son, expecting him to protest, but David remained silent. The young man had begun to understand that the people in the room did not see him as a victim. He had spent years believing that his father's power was proof of his own importance. Now that power was evaporating, and with it went the version of himself he had carefully constru

  • Chapter 420

    Marcus barely heard him.His attention had shifted to the message notifications.The phone vibrated again.A new message arrived from his secretary.**Sir, please call me as soon as possible. It is urgent.**Another followed.**The party office is asking for a statement.**Then another.**Several news outlets are running the story.**Marcus’s face became rigid.Otá heard the silence.“Have you checked the news yet?” he asked.Marcus did not answer.“Mr. Marcus?”“I am still here.”“Then listen carefully. Whatever you do next, do not threaten anyone. Do not make public statements without legal advice. Do not call officials and demand that they intervene. Do not contact the victims or their families. Do not send anyone to pressure witnesses.”Marcus’s eyes hardened.“You are still giving me instructions?”“I am trying to prevent you from committing another offense.”“You think I am going to sit quietly while my son is destroyed?”“I think you should stop trying to control everything.”“

  • Chapter 419

    The call had already gone on far longer than Otá intended.He had answered only because Marcus’s repeated attempts had become impossible to ignore. The phone had vibrated across his desk several times, interrupting a meeting, then continued ringing while he reviewed a message from one of the firm’s senior partners. At first, Otá had allowed the calls to go unanswered, assuming Marcus would eventually understand that silence was an answer.But Marcus had never been good at accepting silence.He had always interpreted it as hesitation, as weakness, or as an invitation to push harder. He had built his entire career on that assumption, learning how to make people uncomfortable enough to surrender, how to keep conversations going until the other person agreed simply because they wanted the pressure to stop.Otá knew that about him.That was why he had finally answered.“Like I said before, Mr. Marcus,” Otá said, his voice controlled but visibly strained, “I will not be able to represent yo

  • Chapter 418

    No one answered Marcus.Not immediately.Not even after he declared, with all the force he could gather, that he had lawyers and that he was going to call them.The room simply fell silent.The Chief stood beside the table, his arms folded across his chest, watching Marcus with the patience of a man who had already seen this performance many times. Detective Morrison remained near the wall, his expression unreadable, though his eyes followed every movement Marcus made. Raymond stood a short distance away, calm but visibly irritated, his attention fixed on Marcus as if he were watching a man attempt to hold back a flood with his bare hands.David, still restrained to the table, stared at his father.There was fear in his eyes.Not the fear he had displayed earlier when he was angry or confused. This was different. It was deeper. It had settled into him. It had reached a place where even his father's confidence could no longer conceal the possibility that everything might truly be falli

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