?Chapter 1311:
“That’s his own stupidity! I told him to get out, but he refused to listen. Don’t put the me on me!”
Charles stood frozen, utterly speechless.
He never imagined that Niks would one day betray them all for the sake of the fortune.
The realization struck him like a punch to the gut, leaving him both shocked and sorrowful.
Just as he opened his mouth to speak, the technician shouted in panic, “Oh no! The elevator is going to crash!”
A terrible screeching sound of metal grinding echoed through the air.
A deafening, horrifying crash followed.
Another loud, bone-jarring noise filled the room.
The elevator crashed to the bottom floor with a violent thud.
The noise was so deafening that everyone in the surveince room knew in their gut that the people in the elevator were doomed. Niks sprang to his feet, his face alight with excitement.
Charles’s face drained of color.
The technician stood motionless for a moment, then crumpled to the floor, his voice barely a whisper. “It’s over.”
Charles spun toward Niks, his voice trembling with disbelief. “Damon is in there! How are you going to exin this to Dad?”
Niks smirked, madness shing in his eyes. “Exin? This was an elevator ident. How can anyone me me? What’s it got to do with me? Damon chose to be in the same elevator as Dani. How can you me me?”
Dani and Cedric were gone! Hamilton’s attention was solely on the surviving four brothers.
Niks, being the eldest, knew that the McCoy family’s heir could only be him. Niks burst into maniacalughter, while Charles remained fixated on the dim surveince feed. Outside, the ring rm pierced through the tense air. The sound of the rm blended with frantic footsteps echoing through the halls.
Charles copsed onto the sofa, his body heavy with defeat.
Was Dani truly gone?
If she was really dead, did that mean he was no longer in the running for heir? Despair washed over Charles. He sat motionless for what felt like an eternity before finally rising, his body trembling with fear.
He cast a sorrowful nce at Niks.
In the end, Niks had triumphed.
Just as Charles sank deeper into hopelessness, his phone rang. He nced at the screen and saw that it was a call from Hamilton.
He quickly answered the call.
“What’s happening with Niks? Why can’t I reach him? Where are you? Get to my office now!”
Charles pressed his lips together, replying with a sense of defeat, “I’m with him.”
Hamilton hesitated for a moment before speaking again. “Bring him with you then! This is a huge incident. I’ve been trying to reach everyone, but no one’s answering. What have you been doing all day?” The call abruptly ended.
Charles conveyed Hamilton’s message.
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