"Crazy… crazy! You're nothing but a madman!" Janet screamed at him, her voice trembling with rage and disbelief. She never imagined someone could be so cold-hearted. Derrick was his own brother—his flesh and blood. Charles was the son he raised with care. And yet, step by step, Derrick had pushed him into a corner. Worse, he had orchestrated a tragedy just to watch his brothers tear each other apart?
"If Charles ever finds out the truth… who do you think will suffer more? Him? Or me?" Derrick's cold smile sent a chill down Janet's spine. Then, unexpectedly, he released Janet's wrists. He hadn't wiped out August yet, so he didn't want the world to know too soon. In fact, he intended to keep Charles under his control for life. If Philip could never stand up again, Derrick needed a son to guard Black Rock Co. for him.
