It was said that those who tried to investigate my father never returned.
In those early years, when others saw the Richardson family’s business crumbling, many tried to frame or sabotage him. But every single time–before they even made a move–their own businesses suffered a backlash a hundredfold.}
In just three short years, my father made sure the entire capital remembered the name Richardson.}
And from that day on, no one ever dared to challenge the Richardson family’s standing in the capital again.” That’s why all of Everett’s lackeys present were utterly terrified of my father–especially Everett himself.
His own background was mediocre at best. Everything he had today came from my father’s support.}
He had worked under my father’s command for years and had received no shortage of strict discipline.
So now, standing before my father, his fear ran even deeper than anyone else’s.}
As my father gave orders for the cold storage door to be broken open, he turned and looked down at the collapsed Everett, speaking slowly, “You look disappointed that I’m not dead, don’t you?”
His voice wasn’t loud, but it held a chilling weight–the kind that shook people to the core.
Everett turned a shade paler.}
He trembled as he tried to back away, stammering with a forced smile. “Of course not, Uncle Matteo. When I heard you were in an accident, I cried all night on the boat. You were my greatest mentor–I’ve always prayed for your long life…”
“Even after thinking you’d passed, I still remembered everything you taught me. Every single day-“0
My father’s eyes shifted toward the cold storage door that had just been pried open.
His gaze instantly turned glacial.
Suddenly, he lunged forward and grabbed Everett by the collar, roaring, “Then why did you treat Laura like this?! Tell me why?!”
“Why is it that she’s not even allowed to run the office air conditioner for thirty minutes? Why did you lock her–a pregnant woman in a freezing cold storage room to torture her?! Tell me, Everett–why?!”
I hadn’t seen my father this furious in years.
The last time was when my mother passed away–that was the only time I’d seen him break down in rage and tears, blaming himself for not protecting her.
Everett had never seen this side of him.
His whole body trembled violently.
Seeing that my father was nowhere near calming down, he suddenly dropped to his knees with a loud thud, and began to kowtow repeatedly.
“Uncle Matteo, it’s not what it looked like! Laura was being too spoiled and willful. I thought I’d take this chance to teach her a lesson–l never meant to hurt her! I swear, even if you hadn’t shown up, I was going to let her out-”
“You think it’s your place to teach my daughter anything?! Who the hell do you think you are?!” My father seethed.
“1-“0
Before Everett could finish, he cut him off. He slammed a fist into Everett’s face–his eyes red with rage, barely holding back tears.
“You beast! If even one hair on Laura’s head is harmed today–I swear you won’t walk out of here alive!”
Then he turned a sharp, venomous gaze toward the trembling crowd of Everett’s lackeys huddled in the corner.
“And the rest of you–every last one of you–if Laura cries out in pain, you’re all going down with her.”
Not a single one of them dared to breathe. It was as if their mouths had been sewn shut.
Just then, a subordinate rushed in with a report, “Mr. Richardson, the young lady–she’s been rescued!”
I summoned what little strength I had left and reached out to grab my father’s hand. But the moment my cold fingers brushed against the warmth of his palm,
I lost consciousness completely.}}
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1 awoke to the sharp sting of disinfectant.
My body was wrapped in thick layers of gauze–even the smallest movement felt like an ordeal.”
“Laura, you’re finally awake! Thank god you’re okay. Thank god this time… I managed to protect you…” A pair of dry, warm hands gently stroked my hair.
