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Chapter 783

Chapter: 783

No, he hadn’t.

Darian felt his anger reaching a boiling point.

It was all her fault! Everything was because of that crazy woman, Aimee!

And she was being unreasonable herself. Despite her insanity, she adamantly refused to give up her

shares. That’s why he had her Locked up! Wouldn’t it have been better if that crazy woman had simply

handed over her shares earlier? The thought nagged at him.novelbin

And Theodore, oh, he was undoubtedly a son of a bitch.

If it weren’t for the fact that he had Anderson blood in his veins, Darian wouldn’t have tolerated

Theodore’s presence for a second.

This ungrateful person had benefited from the Anderson family and then turned against them when

they needed him the most. If only Darian had known, he would have strangled Theodore on his

sickbed!

Darian’s anger consumed him, and he vented it by kicking the walls in trustration.

Just as he released his pent-up rage, the door swung open abruptly, and two imposing bodyguards

stormed in. Instantly, fear gripped Darian, causing him to freeze in place. “I didn’t do anything!” he

shouted desperately.

But his words fell on deaf ears as the bodyguards ignored him and whisked him away.

Darian trembled uncontrollably, overwhelmed by his terror. He believed Theodore was going to end his

life, so he shouted in a frenzy, “Let me go! I’ll give you everything! Don’t kill me, don’t kill me!”

His pleas for mercy echoed desperately, only for him to realize that he had been taken to the funeral

site.

The guests had already dispersed, and Theodore was nowhere to be found.

Instead, an old man with snowy white hair stood solemnly before the coffin.

The bodyguards didn’t subject Darian to any further actions; they simply held him down, keeping him in

place.

When Darian caught a clear view of the old man’s face, his eyes widened in utter shock.

It was a face he had seen countless times on the news.

It was mone other than Aldus from the prestigious BRD Group-the

Fredrick family, a family of immense wealth that even the mighty Anderson family couldn*t compare to.

With a surge of adrenaline, Darian mustered every ounce of strength to break free from the grip of the

bodyguards. He crawled and rolled his way towards Aldus, wearing an ingratiating smile. “Mr. Fredrick,

how did you end up in such a place?”

Aldus remained silent, his gaze fixed on Darian with an icy coldness.

It dawned upon Darian that Aldus might have witnessed the entire funeral spectacle. He hastily said, “I

apologize for the disturbance caused by my disobedient son. I have severed all ties with him. He is an

unfilial son, I humbly request your assistance. If you are willing to save me, I am prepared to exchange

all of Anderson Group’s stocks for it!”

However, Aldus continued to regard him with a frosty stare, as if peering at a lifeless being. He said

slowly, almost chillingly, “The unfilial son you mentioned, does it refer to my grandson, Theodore?”

“Grandson? What do you mean by that, your grandson, Theodore?” Darian asked in disbelief.

He was utterly flabbergasted, suspecting he was a victim of an auditory illusion.

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