Chapter 11
The traffickers in Dortmund sent Nathan a video of Mom being tortured, demanding money in exchange for her
release.
In the footage, she was beaten so badly that her face was unrecognizable, her body covered in blood. But even in that state, she kept cursing Trinity, saying she deserved to die. In between, she even muttered about missing me.
Nathan slowly exhaled a ring of smoke and responded lazily, “Carve out both of her kidneys, and I’ll pay you.”
A shiver ran down my spine as I watched the bloodthirsty look in Nathan’s eyes.
Then, I smiled.
He had no idea my dear little sister had an even bigger surprise in store for him.
Nathan hadn’t been to work in days. Every night, he drank himself into oblivion, clutching my urn and calling my
name.
It was disgusting.
I hovered around him for a while, watching, until Jake finally yanked him off the floor, his voice urgent. “Mr. Heath, we have a situation! Confidential company documents have been leaked. Our project’s been blocked, and our competitors now have access to our core technology. It’s over!”
Nathan was too drunk to process anything. By the time he sobered up, it was already too late.
Trinity had handed over Heath Group’s confidential files and proprietary technology to Nathan’s biggest rival.
Nathan had poured an astronomical amount of money into the project, and now everything was falling apart. The company’s cash flow was in crisis.
It didn’t bankrupt Heath Group outright, but it damn sure stripped them to the bone.
