After leaving the office, he headed home and handed the documents to Courtney.


    Her eyes lit up with excitement.


    “Dad, just be patient.


    We’re about to make a hugeeback!”


    Meanwhile, on Senna Street, the scene had been cleared.


    The ambnce had arrived, and two charred bodies were now on stretchers.


    When Glenn arrived and saw the devastation, the world around him seemed to spin.


    His vision blurred, and he nearly copsed, but he forced himself to approach the ambnce.novelbin


    The bodies, covered in white sheets, were a sight too horrific to bear.


    The strong,posed man broke down, tears streaming uncontrobly.


    It was his daughter, the one he had only been reunited with recently!


    Glenn felt as if the ground was slipping away from him.


    “This isn’t real.


    This can’t be real.”


    “Mr.


    Johns, please, calm down,” Andrew said, supporting him.


    “You need to stay calm.”


    “How can I possibly calm down? My daughter is dead!” Glenn’s voice broke, raw with a grief so profound it shook the formidable business tycoon to his core, revealing a vulnerability no one had ever witnessed.


    Andrew, equally devastated, struggled to maintain hisposure, his voice trembling with barely contained fury.


    “Mr.


    Johns, this wasn’t an ident.


    Someone orchestrated this.”


    “Yes!” Glenn’s sorrow quickly morphed into icy determination.


    The fog of despair lifted, reced by a burning resolve.


    His eyes darkened with a deadly intent.


    “If someone did this, they’ll regret it.


    I’ll see to it that their entire family pays the ultimate price.”


    “I won’t let them off either!” Andrew vowed, his eyes zing with the same cold fire.


    Leaning in close, he whispered something in Glenn’s ear.


    A flicker of surprise crossed Glenn’s face as he processed Andrew’s words.


    Then, he nodded, his voice a steely whisper.


    “I’ll bring Madisyn home first.


    Don’t say a word to ine-not yet.


    If she finds out now, it will break her.”


    “I understand,” Andrew replied, his nod resolute.


    Glenn left, followed shortly by Andrew, who drove off in silence.


    Once home, Glenn immediately arranged for ine to go on a trip, insisting with a firmness that left no room for argument.


    ine, puzzled by his urgency, sensed that something was amiss— likely something rted to thepany.


    But seeing the determination in Glenn’s eyes, she chose not to press further and agreed to leave the country as he suggested.


    With ine safe on her way, Glenn made his way to a bar, a ce he rarely went to.


    He reached out to a few old acquaintances, friends he seldom contacted, and invited them to join him for drinks.


    “Mr.


    Johns, you’ve never been one to drink with us.


    What’s the asion today?” one of them asked, curiosity piqued.


    Glenn offered only a faint smile in response, his thoughts clearly elsewhere as he continued to drink in silence.


    Sensing the weight on his shoulders, hispanions exchanged nces.


    “Alright, since Mr.


    Johns called us out, we’ll drink with him until he’s had his #411!”


    And so, they drank together.


    The drinking continued well into the evening until Glenn’s assistant finally called.