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Mark shook his head. "Let him go free? That's not happening!"
"Are you going back on your word?" Melvin fumed.
"I haven't promised you anything, so how am | going back on my word?" Mark refuted.
Melvin was infuriated. "Give the metal figurine back tothen!"
However, Mark pocketed the metal figurine at once and said, "Letfinish first! Two Damrons died, including
my younger brother. What will the other Damrons think if | let Matthew off just like that? What will society think?
What will the Ten Greatest Families think? | can't let him off just like that! But | can give him stime. As long
as he can prove that he didn't kill my younger brother and can quieten the mouths of others, then | can let him
go! However, if he can't prove his innocence, then he will still have to die!"
Melvin frowned. He thought in silence for a long while before nodding at last. "Fine. We'll do as you say!"
Mark eyed Melvin once more and asked, "Just what on earth is your relationship with him anyway? Is he your
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtillegitimate son?"
"Shut your mouth, you imbecile!" Melvin snarled. "You have no right to butt into my business! You got the metal
figurine, so you can scram now."
Mark wasn't upset. He chuckled and said, "In that case, Lennon, I'm more than happy to oblige! Tell Matthew
Larson that I'll give him a week. If he fails to uncover the truth in a week, then there's nothing more to be said!"
"That's too little time!" Melvin growled. "You got the metal figurine! How can you give him such a short amount
of time? How is that reasonable?"
"The metal figurine's withnow, so | can give as much tas | want. What can you do about it?" Mark
chuckled. "One week. If he can't even get it done, then there's no point for him to stay alive any longer!"
Mark turned around and strutted off.
Melvin slumped in his chair as he watched Mark leave.
Tears trickled down his face as he stared at the empty box.
The man who was always walking around with a devilish grin on his face was now weeping quietly in front of a
wooden box.
"I'm sorry, old man. In the end... | couldn't hold onto the metal figurine."
He wobbled and slumped down on the ground as if his soul had been sucked out of him.
He had once sworn to protect this item with his life!
But, for the sake of repaying his debt of gratitude, he had to bring it out.
He knew that the metal figurine was the only thing he could use to get Matthew stime.
A long tpassed before he finally got back onto his feet with the help of the chair.
He took out his phone and took a few deep breaths to regain his composure before calling Matthew.
"Everything's fine now! | managed to convince them. The Damrons have agreed to give you one week to
investigate this, and they won't cafter you if you can prove that you didn't kill him! You don't need to worry
about Eastcliff. The Damrons won't have the guts to do anything while I'm around!"
Melvin spoke cheerfully as if nothing had happened.
In the forest somewhere on the outskirts of Eastcliff, Matthew ended the call and glanced at Salazar, who was
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"Melvin said that he managed to convince the Damrons, but why don't | believe him? The Damrons cover in
an uproar. Even Mark Damron cin person. How did he manage to persuade them?" Matthew queried in
puzzlement.
Salazar shook his head. "Mark Damron is an extremely cunning man. Since he cin person, he wouldn't have
stopped unless he gained ssort of benefit from doing so. | suspect that things are not as simple as what
Melvin claimed!"
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