Mr. Lloyd was overwhelmed with despair, tears streaming down his face. As the knife grazed his forehead, he cried out in agony, struggling against his restraints.


    In a fit of frustration, Don Albert pped him and warned, “Scream again, and I’ll castrate your son!”


    At this chilling threat, Mr. Lloyd froze, shivering but resolute. He gritted his teeth, tears flowing uncontrobly as Don Albert began to carve into his forehead.


    With remarkable speed and precision, Don Albert etched the words “the father of the pathetic jerk” onto Mr. Lloyd’s skin, leaving his forehead a bloody, chaotic mess, reminiscent of a butcher’s chopping board.


    Meanwhile, Marcus watched in sheer terror, knowing his father must be enduring immense pain and humiliation as the words were inscribed. <h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Once the carving was finished, Mr. Lloyd, sobbing, pleaded, “Master Wade, can you please let us go now?”


    Charlie shook his head, a smirk on his face. “Do you really think that’s all?”


    Turning to Marcus, hemanded, “Come on, pathetic jerk, hand me your phone.”


    Marcus, trembling, quickly retrieved histest iPhone, unlocked it, and handed it over.


    “Do you have TikTok?” Charlie inquired. <fn275d> Latest content published on find~novel</fn275d>


    “Yes…” Marcus replied, fear evident in his voice.


    Charlie opened the app and said, “I want to record a stand-upedy bit featuring you and your dad. If you do well, I’ll let you go. But if you mess up, I’ll break your legs.”


    Both Mr. Lloyd and Marcus urgently responded, “Master Wade, we’ll do whatever you want! Please don’t kill us…”


    “Okay,” Charlie replied. “I’ll give you your lines. Memorize them carefully, or you’ll face a hundred ps for every mistake. Understood?”


    “Yes, yes, we understand!” they replied.


    “Good,” Charlie said with a wicked grin, motioning for them toe closer to his chair as he began to instruct them on their lines.


    Afterward, they stared at him in disbelief.


    Mr. Lloyd cried out, “Master Wade, if we say that, the Webb family will put us on their wanted list once the video is posted!”


    Marcus added, “Master Wade, this will get us killed…”


    Charlie responded coldly, “What? You think the Webb family will hunt you down and I won’t?”


    Their faces went pale at the thought.


    Charlie continued, “If you follow my instructions and record the video properly, I might be able to buy you some time to escape tonight. If you can get out of the South Region, the Webb family may not be able to touch you. Better yet, if you flee to another country, you could live a peaceful life. But if you refuse toply, you’ll be dead by tonight!”


    Frantically, Mr. Lloyd cried, “But Master Wade, we’ve spent our entire lives in this city! All our assets and fortunes are here. If we run now, we can’t take our money with us!”


    Charlie frowned, clearly annoyed. “What? Are you trying to negotiate? Enough of that! Come here and give me your life now!”


    Marcus grabbed his father’s arm urgently, saying, “Dad! Nothing matters more than staying alive! We can head to Eastcliff tonight and catch the earliest flight to Mysia to find your brother! We can build a new life there!”


    After a moment of contemtion, Mr. Lloyd finally conceded, “Alright, Master Wade, we’ll do it!”