Aeon clenched his fist tight. He just hates how his brother controls everything around him. He held the cheque saying, "Tell him I am using the cheque."

Jayce hummed and dialed Leon Harmon's number in no time. His voice carried an excitement, "Brother Leon, Aeon agreed..."

Aeon poured bourbon on the coffee table and took the cheque. He cleanly wiped the bourbon, rolled the wet cheque, and aimed it to the bin, "Convey my gratitude." Even if it was a good deal, he knew his brother was a python who kills its prey by constriction.

Jayce: "..."

[Hello, Jay... Hello... Jay? Are you there?]

Jayce saw Aeon going to his room. "Brother Leon, Aeon wiped spilled whiskey with the cheque and threw it into the bin. Brother..."historical

[Jayce, it's alright... Don't forget to help your brother(Leon). I have reserved the villa you wanted.]

Jayce smiled wickedly hearing that "Brother Leon, you are so caring, why does Aeon dislike you so much? I wish I had a brother like you."

[Think of me as your brother Jay. Don't forget to convince Aeon, the villa will be registered to your name soon.]

Jayce ridiculed brothers when the call ended. If he could double benefit staying next to Aeon and handling his mood, why wouldn't he act as a best friend?

Dreaming happily about the modern villa, Jayce thought about what to ask for the next help. 'A sports car? Shares in Harmon Groups? Hahaha, A lifetime settlement.'

He left for his place without caring he was backstabbing his own friend for more than five years.

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At Harmon mansion study room

Leon had an expression of disgust when he hung up the call. "Middle-class people do anything to get rich."

A man sitting on the couch asked, "What happened again?"

"Mike or Jayce, give them money, their acting is better than any S list artist. We will not get any girl from a lowly background."

That man nodded and asked, "What to do with this 'Beauty in Black'?"

Leon's eyes were flaring thinking about the investigation.

That man continued, "How can our investigation get us nothing? Is she a ghost? Nobody saw her face, nobody took her picture. Other than their words, we have nothing. Those stupid security cameras aren't showing any girl who matched Mike's description."

Leon felt irritated hearing his cousin chatter which he already knows, "Shut your trap, Dylan."

Dylan Harmon, Leon Harmon's cousin. Dylan works as Leon's assistant and right-hand man in everything. Nobody knew the real Leon better than him.

Leon's psychopathic behavior to keep everything in control, skewed personality, his deceitfulness to show as upright wasn't known to everyone. Dyan was the eyewitness of Leon's innumerable crimes.

Dylan stood up to leave and heard, "I don't care what you do, I want that girl's information on my... desk."

Leon's mobile screen went off showing 'Mike', He answered it on the speaker to hear, "Brother Leon, Sean is saying he saw his beauty in the mall but he forgot to ask about her. He had run away from us and when we reached him, he was fighting with a random man. Just now he left the club, he will soon reach home."

Leon's thumb rapidly clicked on the retractable ballpen top hearing it. His aggressiveness wasn't in the voice responding to Mike, "Alright Mike, keep me updated."

Leon's left hand took the new MacBook from the table and tossed it to Dylan, "Isn't your laptop outdated? I am sending you a new MacBook." Leon Harmon who thinks everything bought by money was always successful in it, if failed he would force it to be successful.

Mike's voice sounded reserved, "Oh Brother, it isn't required.." Then he chuckled, "Anyway, thank you, brother."

Leon smirked while hanging up. "Go and check every security camera of Mall of Mocon. Leave."

Dylan saw Eliza entering the study hence he quickly bowed Leon and left.

Eliza's cheeks were flushed red and reeked of alcohol. Her nightwear straps hardly stayed on her shoulder showing off too much skin. Looking at her dressing sense and style, she looked too young to be in the late twenties.

Leon was expressionless gazing at his alcoholic wife. He wanted to send her to the rehabilitation center for a long time but thinking that might leak to the media and ruin his image, he tolerated her every day.

Eliza smiled seductively sitting on his lap. She nibbled his neck moving her body closer to him to feel his body, "I miss you. How long do I have to wait?"

Seeing his wife getting horny rubbing herself on him, he mercilessly flung her to the floor.

Eliza cried in pain as tears rolled down on her flushed cheeks but she threatened under alcohol influence forgetting how ruthlessly her husband punishes her, "You animal if I speak the truth out, you will be finished. You are just an..."

Leon's lips arced dangerously and didn't let her finish her sentence. Holding her jaw tight, "I haven't shown your place for a long time, isn't it? Let's try something new tonight."

Eliza wailed in pain feeling her bones crushing by his fingers.

Leon pulled her closer and warned coldly, "If you make a sound, I will double your pleasure."

Eliza widened her eyes feeling fully awake. She wanted to cry and ask him to let her go but scared of what's coming next, she had no choice but shut her lips trembling rapidly.

"Brother..."

A drunken voice stopped Leon in his course and pulled Eliza to his arms from the floor. Burying her face on his chest, he smiled like a man caught being naughty with his wife forgetting to close the door.

Sean chuckled standing at the door and waved his hand, "Sorry, wrong time." He left for his room thinking to ask the next day about the 'Beauty in Black'.

Leon had a suspicion that somebody is targeting Sean. If that girl again reaches him the next day, nobody will be more brutal than him and he will make sure the rest of her life will be spent in hell.

He glanced at the trembling woman in his arms who was trying hard to get away from his embrace.

His deep sexy voice sounded, "Frightened so soon? The night is young, Sweetheart."