Nearing His End

Zeke’s smile instantly froze on his face, and he was in disbelief.

“How could that be? Perhaps you didn’t understand me clearly. I’m Finn’s son, and I’ve met with Mdm. Queenie before. Back then, Mdm. Queenie even complimented!”

The bodyguard looked at him with disdain. “If you don’t leave, don’t blame us for getting physical.”

Zeke was unwilling to accept it, and he was determined to forge ahead.

However, before he could even approach the hospital’s main entrance, he and his secretary were tossed out by a few bodyguards as if they were discarding bags of trash.

Zeke departed, his body covered in wounds. When he arrived home, Camila saw his face, a patchwork of blues and purples, and couldn’t help but rush forward to inquire about what happened.