CHAPTER 249: CHAPTER 249: LEVERAGE

Miles Grant has been his brother since childhood, how could he do such a thing?

But... but all the evidence points to Miles.

You... you better not disappoint me, you are the person I have trusted the most since childhood, if even you wear an invisible mask, who else can I trust?

Landon Lawson is unwilling to suspect, would the brother he has believed in for so many years truly have that dark side?

In front of a luxurious mansion, a sports car suddenly stops at the entrance, the roar of the powerful engine lingering, the marks of a sudden brake clearly visible on the ground.

It shows just how fiercely the car was racing just now.

Miles Grant sits in the passenger seat, his face pale, holding back the turmoil in his stomach, gripping the handle tightly to avoid losing face in front of the man in the driver’s seat.

The man in the driver’s seat looks at Miles with a mocking smile, not showing any sympathy, but rather a playful interest.

The car which had stopped suddenly jolted forward again, giving the barely relieved Miles another jolt, and he couldn’t control the things in his stomach anymore, covering his mouth, about to vomit.

"If you vomit in my car, I believe you know what the consequences will be." The man speaks slowly, forcing Miles, who was about to vomit, to hold it back.

The man beside him laughs heartily, waving his hand, causing Miles to quickly open the car door and stagger out, his body curling up like a shrimp, vomiting uncontrollably.

The man steps out of the car, looking at Miles with indifferent eyes, lighting a cigarette, "Haven’t you made up your mind about what I said? I have given you a lot of time, been quite generous to you." A cold glint flashes in his eyes, showing he doesn’t care about Miles’s decision.

Miles vomits until his stomach is almost empty, wipes the dirt from his mouth with his sleeve, and stands up pale-faced, looking at the man behind him.

"I really can’t continue with this, people are starting to get suspicious." Miles says with difficulty, recalling how Sienna Quinn indirectly hinted at knowing some of his affairs last time, how did she find out? Now that she knows, does Landon Lawson also know a bit?

The thought of these people knowing everything about him triggers a sense of humiliation, making it clear things cannot go on this way.

The middle-aged man hears Miles’s refusal, only giving a cold smile, "Refusal? You think I’m discussing this with you? Even if someone is suspicious, what difference does it make? Anyway, it won’t harm me, at most I’ll just sell you out as a pawn."

Pawn, this term isn’t new from his mouth, Miles knows all too well, he’s just a dog in this man’s eyes, but what can he do about it?

His father is simply hopeless!

Now this man has leverage over Miles’s father, forcing him to compromise for the Grant Family’s sake.

The Grant Family is protected by Landon Lawson, never having to worry about food or clothes, but his insatiable father gambled and fell into this man’s trap, now owing a huge debt that snowballed into a sum so big it’s threatening to bankrupt the family.

Initially he thought the man was after money, only to later discover the man didn’t care about the money, his goal from the start was Miles Grant.

"Don’t even think about asking Landon Lawson for help, if he finds out, I won’t hesitate to make your misdeeds public over these years."

Miles is gripped tightly by his leverage, secretly performing surgeries, if this was known, it wouldn’t just end his career but also incur legal consequences.

Miles clenches his lips hard, his face terribly pale, his stomach continuously churning, suddenly clutching it to bend over and vomit again.

The man laughs sinisterly, "Heh heh, you must understand your situation, I’m not negotiating."

"Then what exactly do you want me to do?" A heavy stone weighs on his chest, making him almost unable to breathe, he wonders how long this life will last.

"Continue treating our old man, my request is simple, don’t cure him, and don’t let him die, keeping him as he is now is best." Only this way, the entire home remains under his control.

Miles gives a bitter laugh, it’s a never-ending day, no one knows what events will unfold in the future.

The man walks over, gently pats Miles’s back, "Let’s go, today’s treatment starts again, perform well enough not to let anyone in my family notice anything odd, otherwise even I can’t protect you."

Miles bites his teeth hard, trying his best to control the anger inside him.

Following closely behind the man.

Another unspeakable affair.

...

Vera Yates’s assistant sits in the cafe, having just received a call from Vera. She hasn’t called her for days... why so suddenly today?

Could it be the matter where she teamed up with Sienna making Vera aware?

Cold sweat dots her forehead, not daring to imagine the consequences of Vera knowing, would she let her go? The answer would definitely be no.

A crisp sound of high heels rings, the assistant looks up, seeing Vera walking towards her.

Vera Yates!

Even if she’s turned to ash, the assistant wouldn’t fail to recognize her.

Vera sits down, removing her sunglasses, although publicly announcing a recent break, the uproar’s impact on her was significant, even now voices opposing her remain, wanting to completely shut down Vera Yates.

But at present, none of these are important to Vera, Landon Lawson remains a priority target.

"Miss Vance..." The assistant calls nervously.

Vera casually nods, noticing the cold sweat on her forehead, questioning in wonder, "What’s wrong with you?"

"No... it’s nothing, just feeling a bit weak lately, starting to sweat cold."

The assistant laughs awkwardly, wiping the sweat from her forehead, showing a strange expression, usually Vera would notice, but today she’s not focused, missing the assistant’s thoughts.

Vera picks up her favorite coffee, taking a sip, "Later give Stephen a call, tell him due to public opinion I’m under great pressure, feeling awful, say you really can’t help, possibly Stephen can do something."