Chapter 178 

As Panther’s men ushered them toward the door, Derrick shot us a venomous look. 

“Everything here will be mine one day,” he hissed, his voice low but filled with menace. “And when that day comes, you’ll be the ones leaving” 

“Derrick!” Cecily chided, though her tone was soft, and there was a strange glint of approval in her eyes as she glanced at her son 

It was as if she found pleasure in his defiance. 

Just as they were about to leave, Leo spoke up again, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade. “Andrew.” 

rew stopped, his hand still gripping Cecily’s arm. “What?” 

“The attack,” Leo said, his tone sharp and probing. “Did you have anything to do with it?” 

Andrew’s face twisted into a puzzled frown. “What attack?” 

His confusion looked genuine, as though he truly had no idea what Leo was referring to. 

But as I shifted my gaze toward Cecily and Derrick, I saw something different. 

Their bodies had gone rigid, and their faces had briefly frozen, the briefest flicker of guilt flashing across their expressions before they quickly masked it. 

The tension in the room thickened as Ceccily’s fake smile masked her true intentions. 

“I heard that Leo was attacked by his rogue big brother, Sharik. Is this true?” she asked, her voice a little too casual for the gravity of the topic. 

Andrew’s eyes widened, his face flushing a shade darker with anger. 

His chest heaved as he fought to control his emotions, but it was a losing battle. 

“You think I arranged for someone to assassinate you, Leo? Are you crazy?!” 

His words reverberated through the room, making everyone momentarily freeze. 

The air was sharp with hostility. 

Ceccily, standing off to the side, smiled demurely, but the glint in her eyes was anything but innocent. 

She had expertly cast suspicion not only on Andrew but also stirred doubts between Leo and his father, leaving a tangled mess of distrust in her wake. 

This woman wasn’t as simple as she appeared. 

Sensing the brewing storm, I intervened from where I stood. 

“Leo didn’t mean that. I spoke with Sharik myself, and he claimed that someone else had stolen his bullets and used them to try to kill Leo. He wasn’t behind the attack. Do any of you have a clue who might be?” 

Ceccily’s fake smile faltered. Her cheeks flushed an unmistakable crimson, though she quickly tried to cover it up by looking away. 

The room fell into silence. Andrew’s fury was still present, but now laced with a hint of confusion. 

Neither man spoke, both undoubtedly considering the implications of my words. 

TI look into it,” Andrew finally muttered, his voice low, no longer directed at Leo but more to himself. 

Just as the tension seemed to break, Ceccily, always dramatic, let her voice waver, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. 

“It seems like Leo and I are not welcome here. Perhaps it’s better if we leave,” she said, glancing between Andrew and me. “I’ll take Derrick with me. We’ll be out of your way.” 

Without another word, she turned and began walking toward the door. Andrew, looking as though he wanted to say something, hesitated before going 

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He turned to Leo, bis voice hard, “We’ll talk about this later had with thu, beds, bully Candy and the box 

When the dust settled, Leo was left alone in the living roo18. 

He looked exhausted, slouched back into the couch, his normally sharp, so fare wong way I rarely saw. 

There was a vulnerability in his expression that took me by surprise, 

Leo, who was always strong, confident, and seemingly unshakable, www boked as though the wife of curring, em fually geing whim 

I didn’t disturb him; there was nothing I could say that would alleviate the strain of betrayal and turk 

tead, I busied myself with small tasks, 

Later that evening, Leo was buried in his work, so I joined Daria at the dinner table, 

She was munching on her rice with her usual enthusiasm, one eye glued to the television set 

Halfway through her meal, she jabbed her fork in the air toward the screen, her mouth full of food. 

“Look at this! There was a car accident. The news says it might be the same car that women and her son were in this derroon York Cesty and Derrick?” 

The bite of food I was about to eat hung suspended in midair as her words settled into my brain 

I turned slowly to the TV. There, in the bottom corner, was the live news report. 

The image of a young female reporter flashed on the screen, standing in front of a smoldering scene of wreckage. 

Behind her, blackened cars lay scattered around a gas station. 

The caption at the bottom of the screen confirmed it–a massive explosion had occurred, taking out multiple vehicles, and they were now confirming fatalities.