?Chapter 2410


    "Sir." rice immediately stood up and bowed respectfully.


    "What are you doing here?" Grant strode leisurely to the sofa and sat down, his gaze cool and distant as it fell upon her.


    rice quickly exined, "Half an hour ago, I received a package addressed to you from the administrative secretary. I thought it might be something important and didn''t want too many people handling it, so I waited for you to return and open it yourself.*


    "A package?" Grant''s brows furrowed slightly.


    Who would send a package to him at the Salvador Corporation headquarters? The thought seemed odd.


    rice handed it over with both hands. Grant took it and opened it in front of her.


    After unwrappingyer afteryer, all that remained was a in white envelope.


    His expression darkened slightly, irritation shing across his face as though he had been toyed with Lowering his gaze, he tore open the envelope.


    Inside the envelope was a stack of photos. He pinched the corner of one and slowly pulled it out


    Grant''s pupils contracted violently, and his previouslyposed face drained of color.


    "Sir, are you all right? Do you feel unwell?" rice noticed his sudden change in demeanor and asked with


    concern.


    "Leave." His jaw tightened as he forced the words out.


    "But you-"


    "Get out!"


    Startled by his sharp tone, rice quickly retreated from the office.


    Standing outside the door, she turned back to look at the heavy wooden panels, her heart pounding.


    The image of Grant''s anger lingered in her mind, leaving her both uneasy and curious.


    She had never seen him lose hisposure like that. What exactly had he seen?


    Inside the office, Grant flipped through the photographs one by one, his veins bulging as he clenched them in his trembling hands.


    The boy in the photos was caged like an animal, trapped in a filthy dog kennel. His body was battered and bruised, his spirit utterly broken.


    Surrounding the cage were men taunting and beating him-men who had taken these very photos.


    They were the same five ruthless kidnappers led by Jeremy Mateo years ago.


    The boy in the cage was Grant, who was now the impably dressed president of the Salvador Corporation.


    His usuallyposed gaze turned blood-red with rage, and his trembling fingers crumpled the photos into a ball.


    At that moment, his phone vibrated. [Private Number.]


    A wave of cold hatred surged through him as he answered.


    "Hello." Grant''s voice was icy,ced with venom.


    "My dear nephew..." Lucas''s casual, mocking tone came through. "You must be riding high, taking up your new position. It''s such a shame that I couldn''t be there to celebrate with you. So, I had to send you a little gift. Did you like it?"


    "Thank you for the surprise. It was quite memorable." Grant''s voice was hoarse, restrained yet dark.


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    "Sir." rice immediately stood up and bowed respectfully.


    "What are you doing here?" Grant strode leisurely to the sofa and sat down, his gaze cool and distant as it fell upon her.


    rice quickly exined, "Half an hour ago, I received a package addressed to you from the administrative secretary. I thought it might be something important and didn''t want too many people handling it, so I waited for you to return and open it yourself.*


    "A package?" Grant''s brows furrowed slightly.


    Who would send a package to him at the Salvador Corporation headquarters? The thought seemed odd.


    rice handed it over with both hands. Grant took it and opened it in front of her.


    After unwrappingyer afteryer, all that remained was a in white envelope.


    His expression darkened slightly, irritation shing across his face as though he had been toyed with Lowering his gaze, he tore open the envelope.


    Inside the envelope was a stack of photos. He pinched the corner of one and slowly pulled it out


    Grant''s pupils contracted violently, and his previouslyposed face drained of color.


    "Sir, are you all right? Do you feel unwell?" rice noticed his sudden change in demeanor and asked with


    concern.


    "Leave." His jaw tightened as he forced the words out.


    "But you-"


    "Get out!"


    Startled by his sharp tone, rice quickly retreated from the office.


    Standing outside the door, she turned back to look at the heavy wooden panels, her heart pounding.


    The image of Grant''s anger lingered in her mind, leaving her both uneasy and curious.


    She had never seen him lose hisposure like that. What exactly had he seen?


    Inside the office, Grant flipped through the photographs one by one, his veins bulging as he clenched them in his trembling hands.


    The boy in the photos was caged like an animal, trapped in a filthy dog kennel. His body was battered and bruised, his spirit utterly broken.


    Surrounding the cage were men taunting and beating him-men who had taken these very photos.


    They were the same five ruthless kidnappers led by Jeremy Mateo years ago.


    The boy in the cage was Grant, who was now the impably dressed president of the Salvador Corporation.


    His usuallyposed gaze turned blood-red with rage, and his trembling fingers crumpled the photos into a ball.


    At that moment, his phone vibrated. [Private Number.]


    A wave of cold hatred surged through him as he answered.


    "Hello." Grant''s voice was icy,ced with venom.


    "My dear nephew..." Lucas''s casual, mocking tone came through. "You must be riding high, taking up your new position. It''s such a shame that I couldn''t be there to celebrate with you. So, I had to send you a little gift. Did


    you like it?"


    "Thank you for the surprise. It was quite memorable." Grant''s voice was hoarse, restrained yet dark.


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