Sebastian and Benjamin exchanged looks when they heard the name.

Sebastian never thought Darren would betray the Winters Family for revenge for Isabella.

He and Joyce seemed to attract relatives hell-bent on making their lives miserable.

Sebastian's eyes darkened. Cordelia had caused him and Joyce so much pain. He couldn't let Darren become another problem for them.

Sebastian grabbed his phone and called Theodore.

A few days later, in a suburban villa, a man in black sat in a wheelchair, listening to his assistant's report with a satisfied grin. "Sir, the Winters Family has lost billions. The Winters Group is in shambles. Bianca is freaking out and arguing with reporters. We're close to taking them down."

The man sneered. "Soon, the Winters Family will turn on each other. Bianca won't last as acting president. When our people take over, I'll reclaim the Winters Family."

He gripped the wheelchair's armrests tightly. Just then, urgent footsteps approached, and a bodyguard rushed in. "Sir, something's wrong. Armed men in black have surrounded the villa."

His eyes darkened, and the veins on his hands bulged. His phone rang, and he answered immediately.

A panicked voice from one of the four major families said, "Sir, all our businesses are hit hard. The Winters Group projects and stocks we bought are being sold off cheap. We're going bankrupt." "Sir, our underground casino got raided. Everyone's been taken."

"Sir, our shipment was intercepted by the police. It was for the mafia. We've lost big."

Call after call, each one bringing news of another disaster.

The man's eyes grew fiercer. He smashed his phone and cursed, "Useless fools!"novelbin

The assistant tried to calm him. "Sir, something's off. I don't think Bianca could pull this off. Could it be Sebastian..."

He didn't finish, but he suspected they had fallen into Sebastian's trap.

The man glared at him, filled with rage. "Sebastian, faking his death to trick me. He'll pay dearly!"

He wheeled himself into the basement passage, coldly ordering, "Leave some men to hold them off. The rest, retreat with me."

The battle outside had started. In less than half an hour, the men in black stormed the villa.

Meanwhile, Sebastian sat like a king on the sofa, smiling at his phone.

Dominic approached and reported, "Mr. Winters, we control the suburban villa. Some people escaped through the underground passage. I found this." He handed a black badge to Sebastian.

Sebastian's eyes froze. The badge belonged to the Black Wind Society abroad.

Only leaders of the Black Wind Society had such badges. So, the person trying to take over the Winters Family was from the Black Wind Society.

The Black Wind Society was a powerful underground group controlling the economic lifelines of various countries.

Rumor had it that the branch leaders were heads of major families, united to monopolize entire industries.

Recently, their influence had started creeping into domestic businesses.

Sebastian had been invited to join, with promises of market access. But he doubted the Black Wind Society was behind this.

With their power, they wouldn't need twenty years to ruin a company. So, he figured this person was a branch leader and an enemy of the Winters Family. Dominic handed Sebastian a black-and-white photo. "Mr. Winters, I found this under the master bedroom bed. Could the boy be the mastermind?" Sebastian took the photo, his eyes darkening. It showed a mother and son. The woman was alluring, and the boy had beautiful features but looked tense. A man's large hand rested on the woman's shoulder, but the man had been cut out of the photo.

As you reach the final pages, remember that 000005s.com is your destination for the complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The next chapter is just a visit away! Sebastian stared at it for a long time. Maybe the man cut out had a connection to the Winters Family.

Sebastian's team interrogated the captives overnight. They learned their boss was a man with disabled legs, but no one knew his name or had seen his face.

Despite all his efforts, the man remained an enigma, his identity shrouded in shadow.

Sebastian's frustration grew with each passing hour, his curiosity piqued.

Just then, the hospital room door opened. Aurora walked in with the butler, Timothy, her face beaming. "Sebastian, everything's settled. The bad guys are caught. Isn't it time for you and Joyce to get married? If you don't hurry, my great- grandchild will be born."

She walked over to Joyce, tenderly touching her face. "Joyce's had a hard time. When we get home, I'll take good care of you."

Joyce smiled. "Thank you, Grandma."

Aurora said, "Look at how thin you've gotten, and your hands are rough. It's all because you've been taking care of Sebastian. He pretended to be sick, making you suffer. When we get home, I'll give him a good scolding."

Sebastian chuckled. "Grandma, get your facts straight. I'm the one who's been taking care of her. Brushing her teeth, washing her face, feeding her... she just eats, sleeps, and leaves me to clean up after her. Believe me, I'm the one who deserves the sympathy."

Aurora laughed. "Nonsense! It's your duty to take care of your wife, especially now. As her husband, if you don't take care of her, who will? Joyce is a beautiful young woman, and she's carrying your child. You should be grateful. These days, young people are too busy chasing careers to even think about starting families."

She pulled Joyce to sit on the bed. Just as she was about to say something, she noticed the photo by the bed. Her eyes suddenly froze, and her voice trembled. "Where did this photo come from?"

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