Mason waved a dismissive hand, his gaze dark. "I don''t care about you kids and your romantic drama. All I want is for you to dilute the Abernathy Group''s shares as quickly as possible, swallow thepany whole, and avenge my only sister- your mother!"


    Chad''s face was pale, his expression turning grim. "It will be done. Crystal Ice is already circting in Elmsworth with promising results. It''s only a matter of time before it spreads nationwide."


    "And speed up the clinical trials for the new drug! You know I''m not a patient man. I''ve given you my all to support you and get you where you are today. Don''t you dare disappoint me. Don''t you dare dishonor the Austin family name!”


    "Yes, Uncle."


    Chad paused for a moment, then asked with a faint smile, “Uncle, once you have the Abernathy Group in your pocket and the new drug is sessfully developed, will you finally be a member of the KING''S CLUB Round Table?"


    The so-called "Round Table" was the highest echelon of the KING''S CLUB. To join its ranks was to stand at the absolute pinnacle of power, with influence that could move mountains and part seas.


    Mason''s card was the Ace of Diamonds, not Spades, but he was close. His impatience in pushing Chad to absorb the Abernathy Group was all about gaining leverage to secure his seat at that table.


    A wild, ambitious glint red in Mason''s eyes. "Of course. Supreme power is just one step away."


    "Congrattions in advance, then, Uncle."


    Chad''s eyes darkened, and he offered an uncharacteristically submissive smile. "Uncle, I have a request. Once I have full control of the Abernathy Group and the drug trials are a sess... would you be willing to rmend me for a seat at the Round Table?"


    After a few seconds of silence, Mason snorted, then burst into roaringughter.


    Chad watched coldly as the man doubled over, his eyes growing colder by the second, like a viper king its prey in the shadows.


    "Chad, don''t you forget how you''ve managed to stay alive, or how you got the power and wealth you have today!" Mason clutched his heaving chest his eyes bloodshot. "I was the one who saved you, who introduced you to the resources and


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    connections here, who brought you into the KING''S CLUB and opened up a new world for you! If it weren''t for me, you would have died that year you went to Country M for treatment pulled strings to find top. doctors to rece nearly all of your'' organs! I spent a fortune on your medication just to keep you alive! Without me, you''d be rotting in the ground, a feast for maggots! The Abernathys wouldn''t have given you a second nce!"


    Chad watched his uncle''s sudden tirade with a calm expression, but inside, a storm was raging.


    Mason made it sound so noble-curing him? What a joke.


    Back then, Mason had simply used him as a human guinea pig for clinical trials, observing how those illicit drugs reacted in a living body.


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    He dreamed of his younger self, locked in a ss observation room, lying on a sterile white bed with tubes inserted all over his body, connected to an array of horrifying machines. Medical staff in white coats, gloves, and masks would hold him down, injecting colorful concoctions into his veins.


    The memory drained the blood from Chad''s face, and his chest heaved violently.


    "Chad, I saved you and gave you everything you have. You should be grateful, content!" Mason''s voice turned sinister, his words sharp. "Don''t get any ideas, and don''t ask for too much. Don''t be the snake that tries to swallow an elephant."


    After another tense silence, Chad narrowed his eyes. His voice was casual, but his gaze was like two gleaming daggers. “Uncle, what you said is true. But you also know how much I''ve aplished for you over the years. The fact that you''re a free man today is becausenned every step, arranging your little disappearing act that allowed you to walk free..."


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    Before he could finish, Mason mmed his hand on the table and shot to his feet, pointing an angry finger at Chad''sposed face. "You little bastard! Are you threatening me?!"


    Chad smiled. "Of course not. I''m just stating the facts."


    "Hah! You think holding a little leverage over me means you can just waltz up and steal the champagne from my table? Nephew, who doesn''t have a few skeletons in their closet?" Mason Sheered, slowly sitting back down "You remember that kidnapping, with you and Thaddeus? You know better than anyone who nned it, don''t you?"