NovelStartGideon's face turned a stormy shade of dark as he bellowed, "Nonsense! It's Tarquin who's done for!" "Boss..." his right-hand man stammered, hands trembling as he pulled out his smartphone to show Gideon a video.
It was a video of Gideon, under the influence of hallucinogens, confessing to a murder in a rambling apology. Gideon's brows knitted together tightly. "What the..." His confidant lamented, "Someone uploaded this video online, and now it's everywhere. It even made its way to international sites, and the backlash is just as fierce there." Gideon's breathing beclabored, and after a moment, he managed to spit out, "Get it off the trending topics, now!" "We can't. The video's too popular, and there's someone behind the scenes fueling its spread." As if fearing Gideon hadn't grasped the gravity of the situation, his confidant cried, "Boss, your reputation's in tatters, even internationally." Gideon was livid, itching to slap ssense into him! "Shut it! Where's the Bradford Group's PR team? Tell them to fix this mess, or they can all pack their bags!" His confidant sighed in defeat, "I tried, but they won't listen to me." "Why the hell not? Are they looking to rebel?!" Avoiding Tarquin's gaze, he blurted out, "Our shares are now in Mr. Thorne's hands. We've got no ties to the Bradford Group anymore, so they're washing their hands of us!" Gideon roared, "Then get Alpha on the line! Is pulling a video from the trending list really that hard?!" "I... I tried, but Mr. Thorne's not only refusing to help, he's demanding repayment." Gideon's eyes bulged, "Repayment? For what?" "Mr. Thorne claims the ashes were fake, triggering the penalty clause. He's asking for a compensation that would bankrupt you even if you sold everything." Gideon felt the ground shake beneath him, "Fake? How could they be fake? Is he extorting me?!" His confidant shivered, "Boss, it's a trap! People from Sage Hall said..." Hesitating, then with a determined bite, "They said Tarquin visited the restricted area tonight, even descended into the well. Now with Mr. Thorne insisting those ashes are fake, it's clearly a setup. Tarquin's in cahoots with him." Gideon's jaw dropped in shock! He turned to face Tarquin, "You... you went to Sage Hall?!" Tarquin, with a gloomy expression, replied, "When you're gone, I'll drop your ashes into that well, where they'll never be retrieved. Ever." "You..."
Only now did Gideon fully grasp his dire situation, his earlier bravadon replaced by sheer terror as he stared at Tarquin.
Tarquin, looming by the bed, glared down coldly, "You've spent your life chasing fame, fortune and power! Now, you've lost everything. Your shares, your assets, all gone. Buried under a mountain of debt, your reputation in ruins! Everything you ever wanted is out of reach! You're finished, for good!" Gideon, gasping for air, stammered, "You... you..."
Tarquin's expression darkened further, "You've sown evil your entire life, unworthy of even the slightest even ке compassion! Death would be too kind. You don't deserve hell; you belong in a demon's nest, tormented for eternity! Sage Hall will remain, your eternal resting place! But don't think death will ceasy. I won't let you off that lightly!" mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1
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