All Of You Must Die
“Let him in,” Vinson replied after pondering a moment. Coincidentally, I would like to speak to him too.
I’ll start by playing nice first.
Ushered into the office by Rayson, Gaspar didn’t bother to even give Vinson a look. Instead, he walked
right up to the window and stared at the scenery outside.
“I’m sure you must have been happy growing up in a well-off family.” Leaning against the window,
Gaspar turned around with his arms folded while glaring at Vinson. “I wonder if you’ll still feel as blissful
when the ownership of Nightshire Group changes hands.”
Upon hearing Gaspar’s words, Vinson narrowed his eyes at the former. “Why don’t we talk after you sit
down?”
Curling his lips into a smirk, Gaspar walked up to Vinson and pulled out a chair opposite the latter. “My
dear brother, what is it that you would like to discuss?” Gaspar was sure Vinson knew of their
relationship ever since they first met, especially with how much they resembled each other.
Ignoring Gaspar’s snarky tone, Vinson gave him an indifferent look. “If I hand Nightshire Group over to
you, can you take it to greater heights?”
Taken aback by Vinson’s question, Gaspar thought his brother a fool. Given our relationship, does he
actually expect the company to do well in my hands?
“Vinson, are you an idiot? Do you really think that I would help the company grow?”
What is he thinking? Why would I take the company to greater heights when I can’t wait to see it go
bankrupt?
Upon learning of Gaspar’s intentions, Vinson’s heart sank. Initially, he was willing to hand over
Nightshire Group as long as the former promised to run it well.
After all, as the eldest son of the Nightshire family, inheriting the company was something to be
expected.
“In that case, why do you want to become Nightshire Group’s Chairman?” Vinson stared at him grimly,
unable to figure out Gaspar’s true motive.
“To destroy it, of course,” Gaspar—wearing a devilish smile—replied succinctly as he leaned back into
the chair. “My own company is making more money than I can ever spend. Thus, what do I even need
Nightshire Group for other than to wipe it off the face of the earth?”
If it wasn’t for Nightshire Group, they wouldn’t have stopped my mom from being together with my so-
called dad. Recalling the pain he suffered as a child when his mother lost her mind and was
subsequently killed in a car accident, Gaspar clenched his fists tightly. He was filled with the urge to
ensure Nightshire Group’s ruin.
“Other than this, don’t you have other plans?” Vinson probed further.
Gaspar’s smirk froze.
Other plans? Of course, I do! I can’t wait to see Vinson and Susanne disappear from this world. If both
of them had never existed, that man would’ve chosen to return to Mom’s side, and my childhood
wouldn’t have been so insufferable. Also, she wouldn’t have gone mad, let alone die in a car crash.
Therefore, I hate that disloyal man, Susanne, and Vinson! I hate all of them!
“Yes, I want all of you dead!” Gaspar stared at Vinson, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.
With a drastic change in expression, Vinson returned his glare. “Is there no room for reconciliation?”
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