Chapter 1

My wife's assistant, Zack Fleming, was still causing a ruckus next to me even after I hung up on my wife, Melanie Perry.

"Just you wait, Clive Sherwood! Mel will definitely seek justice on my behalf!" he exclaimed. "I'm the famous lucky star of the company. It'll go bankrupt if you dare to lay even a single finger on me!"

I looked down to check the time.

"It's only 2:00 pm. I had no idea that you were so good at daydreaming." I sneered. "Let me help you clear your mind."

I shot a look at the ten bodyguards, all of whom were over six feet tall. They swiftly surrounded Zack and rained down blows on him.

It didn't take long for Zack's face to turn red and swollen. Although he didn't even have the strength to get back up on his feet, that didn't stop him from hurling threats at me.

"You're done for! Mel cherishes me more than anything else in the world! She definitely won't let you off the hook!"

I was completely unbothered by his furious threats and lit a cigarette.

I was perfectly aware of just how much Melanie treasured Zack. After all, she was willing to lay her hands on my sister, Cindy Sherwood—whom I loved more than anyone else in the world—just because Zack got a tiny scrape.

My parents got into a car accident and passed away when I was only 12, leaving me and Cindy, only five at the time, behind.

No one knew how a 12-year-old boy was able to survive with his five-year-old sister. All they knew was that, 15 years later, a new family by the name of Sherwood took Atlandia by storm. They had established a company whose power and influence spread through the entire country.

However, a few years ago, Cindy was diagnosed with a heart condition while she was still in school. It was possible that she had developed it due to suffering from malnourishment when she was a child. As a result, she had no choice but to drop out of school to receive treatment.

It took a lot of effort, but her condition finally stabilized last month. She was in the midst of preparing to be discharged from the hospital and resuming her studies when Zack ruined all her plans. Her body, which had recovered significantly, became weak again.

I aimed a kick at Zack when I snapped back to my senses.

"It seems that you're quite tough as well. You can still run your mouth even after receiving a beating," I said with a scoff. "I just wonder if your heart will still be as energetic as your mouth later."

Two bodyguards pinned Zack against the operating table when I gave my orders, inserting several tubes into his body.

Zack had never been in such dire circumstances before. He swallowed and frantically demanded, "What are you planning to do, Clive?"

I scoffed. "Nothing much. I'm just going to take a few drops of your blood and donate it to charity. You're going to be the company's charity ambassador after all. No need to thank me."

Zack's eyes widened. He nearly jumped out of his skin upon hearing my words and began thrashing around wildly. "Clive… No… Mr. Sherwood! I've learned my lesson! I should never have allowed your sister to donate her blood to me. I'll apologize to her right now.

"I'm begging you. Please don't take my blood. I've had a weak constitution since I was a child. I'll actually die!"

I simply scoffed at that.