It is now evening, 7:00 PM. Night has shrouded the entire city, and neon lights of all sizes have lit up in unison. On the bustling Victoria Harbour, the sound of steamship whistles returning to port echoes continuously, while the evening wind blows increasingly fierce.
What a son means to a father is probably something only the father himself truly knows.
Nie Rong was already prepared to fork over 800 million. In his heart, he had long made peace with the fact that his stubborn, rebellious younger son—who harbored a deep-seated grudge against him—would likely be missing at least a few fingers. He was even secretly calculating how, once this matter blew over, he would skin Chen Rou alive and draw her tendons, making her realize what kind of end awaited anyone who dared to provoke him. Then Chen Rou told him that Nie Zhao was at Hong Kong Sanatorium & Hospital. But if his son was at the Sanatorium, didn't that mean he hadn't been kidnapped at all?
Chapter 24