“Didn’t you want an explanation? She’s the one who pushed your son to work overtime, which drove him to suicide!”
Hearing this, the families completely lost control. They beat him harder, and in the end, they set the warehouse on fire.
As flames shot skyward, Bella panicked and ordered people to put out the fire, but Richard stopped her:
“Leave it. That old bastard will live forever anyway!”
He then handed George’s bank card to Bella:
“You little temptress, you’re really winning me over. This dog-eat-dog scheme was brilliant—perfect!”
By the time I risked everything to pull George out, he had already stopped breathing.
When Richard heard he was dead, he didn’t even frown. Instead, he gathered me and the shaken families in his office:
“One life for another. Your dad’s life for their son’s. We’ll call it even!”
He had actually orchestrated his own father’s death just to save the one million the families demanded!
I immediately called the police:
“Sign this settlement yourself and hand it to law enforcement!”
…
Richard slapped the phone out of my hand, the screen shattering instantly.