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CHAPTER 50

Author: JOLINE
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-10 02:20:40

CHAPTER 49 CONTINUATION.

gave you three months, and now your time is up!

Do you need me to fulfil my promise of getting rid of your fingers —

Or are you going to give me the information I need?”

Donald enjoyed the control he had, the power that came with his position, the fact that he was feared by those who knew what his family was capable of.

Of course he didn't exude the kind of aura that Luca did, and he didn't have the panache of his grandfather, but he was lethal in his own way.

Charm, manipulation, deceit, blackmail and threats

Those were his weapons, and it made him all the more dangerous

“Yes sir, you gave me three months, and I assure you I have delivered—”

Donald chuckled

Delivered?

You are well aware of the fact that I can carry on with my wish if I am not satisfied with your results—

“I— I assure you, there is sufficient evidence, there's no need to. I've worked very hard these few months. I did all kinds of re— research to gather enough —

Shut the fuck up already. I'll be there by four, with my hitman and a set of blunt knives to cut off ten fucking fingers

Just in case!

CHAPTER 50

“Shit

You— you actually brought the knives”

“Don't wet your pants just yet, then I'll have to kill you”

“Yes sir”

“Also, try to skip the nerdy details, then I'll also have to kill you”

There was evident tension in the room. Palmer stood beside a table, a suitcase of knives in front of him

And like Donald said, the knives were blunt. If they were to cut off his fingers, it would be a lot more painful

“Start singing, I'm not a very patient person—”

“R— Right”

Mr Hillary Gray is famous for being business tycoon. That means he had to have travelled a lot.

I narrowed down his location to three places; Italy, Miami and Tokyo.

The details of the records of his business transactions have been erased, but I was able to get some information

The house he stayed in while he was on business in Italy had several workers, among which was a maid. He was referred to fondly as “Giny”

I'm using was because apparently, she was also erased

Her family's location and all their details are here, in case you want to get a first hand account

Apparently, they aren't aware of Hillary Gray's existence. They believe their daughter slept around, got pregnant for some fool and lost the baby

You see, all this happened about twenty nine years ago

The reason I wasn't able to lay my hand on his son's birth certificate before was because the child's last name at birth was Blake Carillo, his mother's family name.

He threatened her to keep the baby a secret, so she did until he got rid of her

Donald tapped his fingers on the table, trying to assess it all. There were layers to that man, and uncovering them would not be an easy task

The child in question, Blake, was diagnosed with schizophrenia at eight. There were symptoms that he was on some spectrum or something, but it all made sense when they confirmed the diagnosis. He wasn't going to be a normal child”

“So you're saying he was abandoned?”

“More or less

He grew up to a certain age to understand that he was the bastard son of some big shot. I don't know how he found out, but he decided to be vocal about it. That was the same time that reporter who is currently in jail picked up the story

I was able to lay my hands on the news, the documents, basically everything Hillary Gray tried to erase from the internet, and the memories of those involved

There was an attempt at a documentary, of corrupt business tycoons, and exposing their heinous deeds. Hillary Gray was the main character. Infact the documentary was created for him, probably to address the abandonment of his bastard son

As you know, Hillary Gray has his hands wrapped around the media. It wasn't easy getting dirt on him. Infact it was labelled a slander, a false accusation aimed at defaming his character and reputation. The whistleblower in question was later tried and jailed for murder.

You see, because of the complex nature of the situation, Hillary Gray suggested it be removed from history”

“That man has guts”

Indeed. The man was jailed and since then he's never said a word to anyone. Curious reporters who wanted to dig up the case were silenced. Detectives who felt they needed to investigate lost their station. No one digs up Hillary Gray's past, and goes Scot free

So I suggest you guys watch your backs, and maybe keep a low profile. Wear disguises or something

Donald chuckled

And you? You're the one who has been digging up info. How will you escape?

Well I have a passport to some country on the other side of the world, a make believe family too. I can even pay for a plastic surgery. Courtesy of the money I was paid

Donald creased his brows

“You know I can still cut your fingers if I find you irritating enough”

He looked left, to the man that had bloodlust in his eyes, where on earth did the Pavilochenki's find that psychopath anyway

Were they really going to cut off his fingers

For talking?

********************

Palmer picked up a blade

“No no I'll behave, I was just being silly”

“Good, because it looked like you were mocking us just now”

“To continue, after the failed attempt to tarnish his reputation, Blake Gray was put in a penitentiary, far away. Where reporters couldn't find him, where he would be convinced that everything he believed in was a lie, or an illusion triggered by his mental illness

That's where you'll go”

He slipped a piece of paper to the other side of the table

“But, if you really want him gone, you have to start collecting your evidence, from the beginning of my narration.

First you'll visit Italy, see his family, and collect evidence that suggests his mother existed in the first place.

The DNA test results that link both her and Hillary Gray to Blake are here in this document. Now I suggest you stay out of it sir. The Pavilochenki's can't be caught up in this

He might go on digging your family's past too

And trust me, he'll get results”

Palmer smiled, unfazed by the situation. He was Rufus Pavilochenki's hitman after all. He knew how many he had killed on their behalf, and he enjoyed every moment of it

“I see

How fast can you erase the records of our activities so far?”

“I’m— I'm not cut out for that type of thing”

“We went to a prison to see the whistleblower that attempted to tarnish Hillary Gray's reputation, We've liased with the man who has been digging up his secrets allegedly. We've made payments to you, we're having this conversation right now—”

“How

Fast

Can

You

Erase

It?”

Palmer held the knife firmly in his hand now. He was making marks on the table

“A week, I can erase it in a week”

“Good, I'm surprised you didn't wet your pants”

Do me another favour

Get a new table, Palmer makes the same knife marks on his torture victims.

“You wouldn't want Hillary Gray to trace us

Would you—?”

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