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Alvin said to Bowen as he emerged, “Wuhrer was in distress, so the hospital prve her a sedative. She's resting

now!

Bowen gave a cured, his gare growing even icler and more unhinged.

He said. “Go keep an eye on Aubree at the hospital. I've got sbusiness to take care of.”

“Keeping an eye on her for him? What's that supposed to mean? Alvin wondered but brushed off the odd

phrasing the next second. “Did they say who sent them?” he asked.

Bowen said coldly. “The Timberlake family.”

So it was the Timberlake family after all, Alvin thought.

Curling his lips into a mocking sneer, he said, “They must have a death wish.”

Meamchile, at the Timberlake family, Gareth paced anxiously back and forth in the living room. “Why hasn't

there been any news yet? Did today’s

operation succeed or not? he wondered,

He knew full well this would cross the Tumer family, but he'd already made plans. Once he got his son out, he'd

take his family and leave Rithol City

altogether. “Ifl can’t fight them, at least | can fee” he thought.

Gareth grashed his teeth in fury. “Bowen shows no regard for our ties at all. He's having Jacob thrown in jail over

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what | consider such a trivial matter he fumed inwardly“Even if Jacob did something to Aubree, would she lose

out by being connected to the Timberlake family?

Just as he was thinking this, his wife Mandy cdownstairs. The moment she saw him still at home, her temper

flared. “What are you still doing here?” she formed. “Why aren’t you doing something to get Jacob out? He's your

onlyson!”

Gareth, already irritated, snapped, “Can’t you see I'm working on it? If the plan succeeds, we'll get Jacob out,

alright?”

“What do you mean by that!” Mandy asked.

“I sentto kidnap Aubree,” Gareth replied.

“What did you just say you did?” Mandy's voice shot up in disbelief. “Bowen only went after Jacob because of

Aubree, and you still dare to mess with

her?”

Gareth thought she was overreacting. “What's all the fuss about?” he scoffed. “I've got it all planed out. Once we

trade Aubree for Jacob, our whole family will leave Rithol City. We can develop in other cities anyway. We've

already compromised. Given our daughter's connection to them, the Turner

family will have to give us a pass.”

He took it for granted and thought smugly, “Over the years, I've reaped plenty of benefits from the Turner family

thanks to my daughter. Do the Turner family people not know? Of course they do. But since they owe the

Timberlake family, they have to pretend not to see!

Mandy hesitated. “Will they let us off? | heard Bowens running the Turner family now. He's a heartless bastard.”

“Relax. It’s all under control.“Gareth had barely fished boasting when thunderous pounding erupted at the front

door

“Who's there?” Mandy called out nervously.

Gareth said nonchalantly. “That must be my people coming back.”

With that, he stepped forward to open the door. The moment it cracked open a sliver, someone outside landed a

brutal kick with explosive force, sanding the door flying inward.

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If Gareth hadn't reacted with quick reflexes and dodged, that brutal kick would have landed on more than just

the door.

Mandy's face drained of all color the moment she recognized the intruder.

Gareth was just about to unleash a torrent of curses, but the moment he looked up, he true completely on the

spot

Bowen strode in, flanked by bodyguards. “Mr. Timberlake, long tno see,” he said.

“D-Bowen"” Gareth was stunned.

Bowen strode up to him, his gaze coldly a

assessing. “Mr. Timberlake,” he said, “don’t you have anything to say to me?”

Gareth had been running himself ragged trying to get Jacob out of trouble, and his hair had grown noticeably

grayer. Now, face to face with Bown, the

once arrogant and self-assured man was reduced to a haggard, cowering figure, shrinking back, not daring to

say a word

Bowen sneered, “Cat got your tongue? | only greeted you politely out of respect for your daughter. Did you think

you were hot stuff, Gareth?

“How dare you lay a finger on what's mine? Who the hell gave you the nerve?

“I might've let Jacob off with just a few months in jail ill were feeling generous. But you just had to go begging for

death, didn’t you?”

With each word Bowen uttered, Gareth's face grew paler. “I don’t know what you're talking about,” he

stammered.

Gareth flatly denied it.

Bowen let out a chilling laugh. “Playing dumb, huh?”

In the next second, Bowen swung a vicious backhanded punch that smashed into Gareth’s face, sanding him

crumpling to the ground, his body going limp from the blow.

Bowen sneered, “Do you need a reminder?”

Gareth'’s face contorted in sheer terror as he stumbled backward. He was genuinely terrified, afraid that Bowen

might just beat him to death right there

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