Chapter 560:


    Terrance’s thoughts were chaotic.


    Noah hadn’t harmed Susannah.


    He had detained them both in this facility but hadn’t subjected them to any physical cruelty. This was astonishing.


    Given Noah’s known cruelty, he could have easily ordered them killed or subjected them to unbearable torture.


    Yet he hadn’t.


    Instead, he had simply confined them to this rehabilitation center. Terrance was left wondering about the purpose behind Noah’s actions. He waspletely baffled.


    The grandeur of Howe Manor was now cloaked in an air of destion. Alex, dressed in a ck suit, stood with a stern expression.


    The once gentle and refined aura he radiated had given way to an intimidating presence that unnerved those around him.


    He walked briskly through the long corridors, his footsteps echoing in the vast emptiness.


    Servants and bodyguards, standing to the side, remained silent and motionless, hardly daring to breathe under his gaze.


    In just a few days, Alex had decisively purged Howe Manor of any disloyalty.


    Anyone connected to Terrance or the Perry family had been mercilessly expelled.


    The fortunate ones were simply ousted, while others vanished without a trace.


    The entire estate seemed to resonate with an ominous scent of blood.


    Simultaneously, the Perry family’s businesses across Helva toppled into bankruptcy, one after another.


    Themercial empire that Elbert had carefully built disintegrated overnight.


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    The remnants of the Perry family, like a defeated army, hastily fled abroad, vowing never to return.


    The once formidable Perry family had beenpletely dismantled.


    As night descended and the city lights twinkled, Alex stood alone before a floor-to-ceiling window, surveying the cityscape.


    He held a ss of red wine, gently swirling it, his expression unreadable.


    Soon, the door opened, and Noah entered.


    Despite showing signs of fatigue, his appearance was still impable.


    “Sit,” Alex motioned to the sofa, inviting Noah to join him.


    Without hesitation, Noah took a seat across from Alex, the weight of the atmosphere palpable between them.


    Alex finished his wine in one gulp and then reached for the bottle to pour a ss for Noah.


    “In the end, I owe you thanks,” Alex said, his tone light yet devoid of emotion. “Without your assistance, I couldn’t have neutralized the Perry family so efficiently.”


    He paused, then added, “Regardless, you’re my friend. This drink is for you.”


    He lifted his ss toward Noah.


    Noah regarded Alex, his expression deep and inscrutable.


    He remained silent, his ss untouched.


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    Message from Noah: Have a nice weekend dear ones! New novels releases in a few hours. God loves you and Noah whishes you all the best. (=?=) /


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