Atlas's eyes narrowed."Are you serious?" he asked, confused. "Just like that?"Tristan took a deep breath. "Yes, just like that. He came to the hospital with his lawyer, a prison guard, and two police officers, almost completely blue. Coughing violently and vomiting blood, his lungs collapsed, several organs exposed, his airway swollen and almost completely closed, and his skin damaged. And then, he died!"Atlas was stunned.He hated Samuel and his entire family. They had made his life difficult since childhood, and even up until his final days in prison, he had kept the secret about Irish, as if he wanted to carry it to the grave, just to feel like he had won over her.But to hear that he had died so suddenly, just like that, without any prior indication of illness or injury, was a complete shock and, frankly, a disappointment.Atlas punched the sofa cushion in anger. "Damn it! He could even die so easily! Isn't that unfair? He should have died slowly in that prison, experiencing t
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