"Mr. Lloyd, | swear—I don't know anything!" Mason threw up his hands, playing
dumb.
Andrew sneered. "You don't know? | was attacked at your father's funeral... on
Ulrich family grounds. And you're tellingyou had no idea? Don't you think
that's a little far-fetched?"
Mason raised one hand, his face full of conviction. "If you don't believe me, Mr.
Lloyd, I swear. If I, Mason Ulrich, have lied to you in the slightest, may the
heavens strikedown and may | die a horrible death!"
A clap of thunder exploded overhead. The sky had already been overcast, heavy
with dark clouds. And right on cue, a light rain began to fall.
Mason's face froze. His jaw dropped, and he barely held back a loud curse.
Andrew smiled faintly. "Even the heavens don't buy your story. Looks like you're
out of excuses."
Still refusing to budge, Mason insisted, "Believe it or not, Mr. Lloyd, | had no
knowledge of any attack. If you're still doubtful, I'll swear on my dead father's soul!
If I lied, may I follow in his footsteps, may | die alone in a nursing home, unloved
and forgotten!"
Andrew sighed and patted him lightly on the shoulder. "You're a ruthless one,
Mason. Be careful, though. Sometimes words ctrue."
Deep down, Mason sneered.
So, what if Andrew had taken Marcelo down? He did not have a single shred of
evidence on him.
That oath? He could swear hundreds of them, empty as air.
Andrew turned to the rest. "Alright, let's head out."
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Putting on a fake smile, Mason politely offered, "Mr. Lloyd, why don't you stop by
our hfor a bit? You've had a rough day."
Andrew smiled. "That sounds good. Alright, I'm sorry for the trouble! But you
better watch your back, Mason."
Mason frowned. "Watch out for what?"
He had no fear. He had just sworn on the dead and would do it again without
blinking.
Andrew simply smirked. "Just watch out for Cillian not to cback to haunt you
and knock you off your throne."
Mason nearly laughed.
Seriously? This guy still believed in ghosts?
Cillian was dead, and he had personally arranged for that to happen.
What could a dead man possibly do to him?
Face full of contempt, Mason turned to lead the group back to the Ulrich
residence.
Logan and Tiana followed beside Andrew, and Rachel and Duncan cup
behind.
"Hey, Andy... Did Ryder get it done?" Logan asked in a low voice, grinning.
Andrew replied calmly, "Everything's
been set up perfectly. If he still can't
pull it off, he might as well bash his
own head into a wall."
Tiana smiled. "Mason's about to
walk into his own house and realize
he's already been stripped of power.
I wonder what that face of his will
look like."
Logan chuckled darkly. "Easy! He'll look like someone who just got struck by
lightning!"
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What the hell was this? He had not given any orders for this kind of setup.
"Ryder? Ryder, where the hell are you?"
Mason stormed forward, frowning and shouting through the estate. Yet, no one
responded.
Then, one by one, members of the
Ulrich family began to appear.
However, the way they looked at him
made his skin crawl.
Their expressions were cold, unfamiliar. It was as if they were staring at a
stranger.
"Ryder! Where the hell did you go off to? Get out here, right now!"
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