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"You know I have the ability to kill all of us right now, including my brother," Steven was embarrassed to see his owner's brother among them.

"No... I'm... just... a messenger," the driver says again. He was trembling violently.

"You're just a messenger or a driver, but you could have killed me, right?" Steven inquired, but the driver remained silent.

"I'm embarrassed... I'm trying my hardest to change, but now look at you guys, want me to go back to my old ways," Steven muses, shaking his head frequently.

"Phyton," Steven yelled, referring to one of his sons.

He dashed in.

"You'll assist me in murdering the three of them and portraying it as suicide while they were having fun." Steven rose to his feet.

He was sad and closed his eyes as he made his decision.

"Please... please..." they all pleaded, knelt.

"Please..." Marcos had no choice but to beg for his life as well.

He crawled with Steven in his trousers. Marcos was able to match his brother in the office, but he begged for their