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Salvatore didn't respond to Daniel's threat with violence right away.He was smarter than that.That night, in his quiet office, he called in three of his most trusted people—not to plan an attack, but to compile something far more dangerous for a man like Daniel Blackwood.Information."I want everything you can find on Daniel Blackwood," Salvatore said, sitting behind his desk with a chilling calm. "Not just his legal business. I want every suspicious transaction, everyone he's ever gotten rid of, every death that's ever been connected to him even if it was never proven."One of the men, a financial analyst who had worked under Salvatore's network for over a decade, nodded. "We started digging since the journalist's death. There are some interesting patterns.""Good," Salvatore said. "Gather it all. I want a complete picture before I decide on the next move."Renee, standing in the corner of the room, watched all this closely."Boss," she said once the two analysts had left, "you're

The words hung in the air, and for a few seconds, the silence in the room felt like something you could hold in your hand.Marcus looked at Daniel, trying to process what he had just heard."Tuan," he said finally, his voice trembling between fear and something far deeper—a moral doubt he had suppressed for years in order to keep his job. "I think I misheard. Please repeat what you just said."Daniel looked at him, slightly startled by Marcus's unusual tone."You heard clearly," he said, though his own voice had begun to sound less certain."Tuan," Marcus stepped forward, something he rarely did without being asked, "Junior is your son. The same child who cried out for Alina's name, whose body has already suffered enough from his psychological condition. Are you truly considering keeping him sick? Deliberately?"Daniel said nothing, his jaw tightening, but no denial came from his mouth."I've worked for you for ten years," Marcus continued, his voice growing stronger even as his body

News of the raid spread quickly, despite Daniel's efforts to contain it as much as possible.The media began to whisper. Market analysts started asking questions. And in his lawyer's office, Daniel sat facing the best legal team money could buy, all their faces showing the same tension."This is a very serious situation, Tuan Blackwood," said his lead lawyer, a man named Gregory Hastings who had handled various complex cases over three decades. "The communication records with Vincent Moretti, Dr. Whitmore's testimony, and now reports of a pattern of witness intimidation... this is no longer just an accusation that can be easily denied.""What can we do?" Daniel asked, his voice weary.Hastings let out a long breath. "We need a new strategy. Denying everything won't work anymore. Too much evidence has started accumulating. We might need to consider negotiation.""Negotiation?" Daniel raised his head. "You mean pleading guilty?""What I mean," Hastings said carefully, "is considering a

Both parents turned at once, their faces pale upon hearing that small voice.Daniel was the first to move, stepping quickly toward the door where Junior stood, his small body trembling, his eyes wide with fear."Junior." Daniel's voice instantly softened, but he couldn't fully hide his panic. "How long have you been there?"Junior stepped back, moving away from his father's outstretched hand."Papa killed someone?" he repeated, his voice shaking, tears beginning to well in his eyes, still looking tired from his illness."No, son, listen to Papa—" Daniel knelt down, trying to match his son's height, but Junior kept backing away."I heard everything," Junior said, his voice now breaking with sobs he could no longer hold back. "Mommy said Papa killed someone. Because of the article about Mama Alina."Clarissa stood behind him, her face deathly pale, realizing just how big a mistake they had just made—arguing without noticing there were small ears listening."Junior, sayang," Clarissa sai

Adrian replied to Alina's message less than five minutes later, asking for time to call.The call lasted nearly an hour, both discussing various possibilities that could be pursued without endangering Alina's safety or her baby's."There's one option," Adrian said finally, his voice careful. "With Daniel's legal situation now so cornered, the court will very likely consider a closely supervised visitation arrangement for Junior—not at the mansion, but at a neutral location, with professional oversight.""You mean I could see Junior without having to go back to Daniel?" Alina asked, her voice cautiously hopeful."In theory, yes," Adrian answered. "But this would require additional legal process. We'd need to file a special petition, possibly involving a child psychologist who could provide a recommendation that your presence is important for Junior's mental health.""How long would that take?""I can't give a definite guarantee," Adrian said honestly. "But given the urgency of Junior's