Marcelo got straight to the point and asked, "Did you kill Cillian, your own father?"


    Mason froze, stunned. "Mr. Byrne, I don''t understand what you''re saying! My


    father passed away in a nursing home. I''m his son, so how could I ever do


    something so monstrous?"


    Marcelo did not answer. He simply stared at Mason with eyes like steel.


    Mason held the gaze, lifting his chin slightly as if to prove his conscience was


    clear.


    Finally, Marcelo gave a slight nod. "Fine. Let''s say I believe you... for now. In that


    case, why don''t you tell me how your father died?"


    Mason hesitated, stumbling over his words. "Well... Mr. Byrne, you''ve got me


    there. Ever since he was forced to step down, he had been... emotionally


    unstable. He kept rambling about Mr. Lloyd wanting him dead. Eventually, the


    doctors at the care center said he developed some form of schizophrenia."


    He continued, "Not long after, we received word that he had passed. Honestly, all


    of this is my fault. I wasn''t a good enough son."


    Marcelo scoffed. "Of course it''s your fault, but the one who really deserves to die


    is Andrew. That man is ruthless. Cillian gave up everything and even moved into a


    care home, yet he still hunted him down."


    Mason shivered and said nervously, "Mr. Byrne, we can''t say that out loud. You


    know the situation. Right now, I serve under Mr. Lloyd. If he ever finds out I spoke


    ill of him behind his back, I''m screwed."


    Marcelo''s tone turned ice-cold. "He won''t be riding high much longer. When the


    tide turns, it turns fast. He''s been parading around Blumedale like a king for long


    enough. If the heavens won''t take him, then I will."


    Mason''s eyes lit up with subtle delight, though he masked it well. He fanned the


    mes, saying, "Right now, Mr. Lloyd''s power is immense. I''ll be honest, Mr.


    Byrne... It''s almostughable, but even we, the Ulrich family, with our long-


    standing ce in the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce, have grown afraid of


    him."


    He continued, "And we''re not the only ones. Many others in the chamber are


    terrified that Andrew ns to dominate us all and crush thepetition one by


    one."


    Marcelo responded tly, "Internal chamber politics are your problem. They have


    nothing to do with me. That''s enough. I''ve said my piece. Be smart, Mason."


    He turned to leave, but Mason


    suddenly dropped to his knees,


    sobbing hard. "Mr. Byrne, you and


    my father were like family. I know


    there was something suspicious


    about his death. But the Ulrich


    family isn''t what it used to be. We


    didn''t dare investigate too deeply. So


    I''m begging you, please... bring


    justice to his name!"


    For a moment, Marcelo''s eyes burned with fury. "You have my word. For Cillian''s


    sake, I''ll destroy Andrew with my own hands."


    With that, he walked to the edge of the balcony and leaped off.


    Down below, the guards never noticed a thing. They did not even hear a single


    sound.


    Mason walked over and peeked


    outside. After confirming Marcelo


    had vanished, he burst into


    hystericalughter and dropped


    onto the couch, finally letting his


    shoulders rx.


    It was obvious now that everything


    he had just said to Marcelo had


    been an act. However, Mason was


    unaware that Andrew had witnessed


    everything from the ceiling vent.


    This new Ulrich family head really had a death wish.


    Suddenly, a slow, mocking apuse echoed from the doorway.


    "Mr. Ulrich, that little stunt-throwing suspicion around and ying both sides? It''s


    truly beautifully executed."


    As the voice faded, a masked man in all ck strolled confidently into the room.


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