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Kael

Author: Deedee
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-18 18:58:22

Kael's pov

I can't believe he still had the audacity to threaten me. He still had the nerve to tell me not to expose him. He couldn't even beg for mercy. It's not like I would have covered up for him. But I would have been more satisfied to watch him crawl on his knees, begging me to keep his secret.

But Karl Palmer will still be Karl Palmer. The arrogant bastard who was still arrogant even after he was caught. I wanted to scream, to laugh, to cry, all at once. Because for years, I thought he was untouchable. But tonight, I had finally seen his weakness.

I gripped the steering wheel tightly, that my knuckles had turned white. I was satisfied that I caught him but I wasn't relieved.

I should’ve been relieved, but I wasn't. Instead, a dreadful feeling crawled in my chest. My father wasn’t the kind of man who let himself be cornered easily. If I had proof, if I had leverage, then I must be careful about it.

Because he wouldn't let me go easily. He is not the type that backs out of a
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