To kill him
Author: Liam Michael
last update2024-12-30 19:10:54

“In case you forgot, grandpa is no longer here.” Sonya whispered, her eyes cold and malicious as she took a menacing step towards him.

Alvin scoffed and rolled his eyes at the sheer ridiculousness of it all.

“Free food? I handed over my salary every month for my share of the food which I never ate. I worked tirelessly, cooking, cleaning, doing the laundry, and all manner of work. You all always say that since Sonya is a star, she should focus more on her acting career. I never complained and endured all the abuses you unleashed on me for the past three years. However, I will never let this go. Sonya, give me back the money I gave you for the song's production, and return the rights to my songs.”

“You must be pretty stupid to say that. Do you think that trash like you deserves wealth and fame? You're just a toad lusting after swan meat. All your life you're trash and will remain so. It's also good you're back. Here are the divorce papers and share transfer certificates, sign them.” Sonya growled, flinging two documents at him.

Alvin chuckled. Just as he thought, the first thing they did was dig their hands into the Carter group shares the old man gave to him to show his appreciation to Alvin for saving his life. His decision had caused an uproar in the family, and everyone was mad at him, hating him even more. Everyone in the Carter family—not just Sonya's branch.

Now it made sense to him why Sonya never let him go to work at Carter group, making him lose the appointment the old man set aside for him. She was biding her time to take away the shares, and didn't want to allow him anywhere close to the company, for fear that he would gather allies to fight his cause when it was time to battle for inheritance. As long as she kept his wings broken, it would be easier to dispose of him.

“I won't insist on holding onto the shares grandpa gifted me. However, return the ones that belong to me. Give me back the rights to my song and return the hefty sum you took from me, claiming it was the production costs. Also, confess about stealing my songs on your own. Otherwise, I will do it and make sure that everyone knows the heir of CJ entertainment and their beloved actress are nothing but despicable thieves and plagiarists. Are you going to hand it over or should I take action myself?” Alvin replied and took a deep breath.

Forced melons are not sweet. So he will never beg for love before a cheater who doesn't value him. However, the fruits of his hard work can never be left for such an evil gold digging duo.

Fred chuckled coldly and turned to Alvin.

“It seems like this fool is misunderstanding something. We are not negotiating with you, it's an order. CJ entertainment which you dream of signing a contract with belongs to my family. I would have allowed you to keep your life, but seeing how arrogant and obstinate you are, it's better to nip the problem in the bud. Guards!”

At once, men in black rushed in to answer his call.

“This fool here needs his brain to be reset, beat him till every bone in his body is broken.” He whispered viciously, and the guards immediately made their move.

Alvin quickly tried to defend himself but was overpowered in no time because he was severely outnumbered. In a few minutes, he lay on the floor, unable to move. Blood covered every inch of his body, especially his face. He vomited blood at that moment and weakly shut his eyes, as if the last trace of life had been snuffed out of him.

“Make him kneel.” Sonya said haughtily and the guards immediately carried out the instruction.

She shoved a pen into his hand and roughly pushed him down to face the documents on the ground.

“Sign them.”

Alvin gritted his teeth and sighed. He had nothing to do with the company, and leaving the Carter house would be the best decision ever, even though he doesn't have a single saving thanks to the scheming and greedy family he had a bad fate with. He was just unlucky to meet them. But for the life of him, he couldn't find it in himself to regret helping the old man or following him home.

He quickly signed it and pushed it to them.

A wide smile spread on the faces of his assailants. Their eyes were as round as saucers, hearts beating faster with the force of their greed, and their bodies giddy with excitement. They were nearly drooling.

“Beat him till he dies, then dump his body in the sea. I will see how he wants to attack me for taking his songs when he's dead. Nothing must be allowed to impede my meteoric rise, especially not you. A worm like you talking back at me is the greatest mistake of your life. Kill him for me and feed his body to the fish.” Fred said with a sick smirk, while Sonya laughed loudly, enjoying the scene with great anticipation.

The guards immediately got to work and began to beat Alvin till he lost consciousness.

“Is he dead?” Sonya’s mom asked, cranking her neck to get a closer look with a frown on her face.

Fred nodded, stroking his chin.

“Seems like it. Hurry up and go dump his body. I'm sure the fishes are looking forward to their delicious dinner.”

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