The hateful, merciless words pierced through Cassius’s chest, shattering his heart. Through the haze, Chasel thought he saw a single, broken tear escape from the corner of Cassius’s eye, only to be quickly blinked away. The handsome face became a numb, empty mask. But the crushing pain was a tidal wave, pulling him under so fast he couldn’t control his expression, his soul splintering inside his rigid body.
Winston got into the driver’s seat just as Chasel retched again, the sound so violent it seemed as if he were trying to expel his own organs.
“Hex, Mr. Bright looks like he has alcohol poisoning. We should take him to a hospital,” Winston said, his voice tight with concern.
Cassius took off his ruined suit jacket and used it to clean up the mess. Seeing the pained look on Chasel’s face was another twist of the knife in his own heart. He pulled the man into a tight embrace. He knew Chasel’s tolerance for alcohol; it would take a lot to get him this drunk. He must have been in immense pain to do this to himself.
“Thirsty… so thirsty… so hot…” Chasel’s face was flushed, his eyes glassy. His lips were parted, and his hot breath fanned across Cassius’s chin. His body went limp, melting into the embrace.
“Winston, what’s happening? He’s burning up!” Cassius felt the scorching heat of Chasel’s skin through his thin silk shirt.
“Hex, this isn’t right!” Winston, with his medical background and street smarts, instantly knew what was wrong. “Some bastard must have drugged him!”
Cassius’s eyes flashed with murderous rage as he remembered the man who had been hitting on Chasel earlier. His fingers dug into the man’s waist as he made a quick, terse phone call. A few minutes later, two of his men dragged Chasel’s would-be assailant out the back door of the bar and into a dark, filthy alley. His fate was sealed.
“Hex, he’s not going to last much longer. We need to get him to a hospital!” Winston urged.
“Thaddeus…” Frederic swallowed, his voice hoarse and weary. “The board meeting is tomorrow. There’s something… I need to tell you beforehand. I… I’m not going to change my decision. Your brother will remain the CEO of the Abernathy Group.”
His dry lips parted. He wanted to apologize to his youngest son, who had been so wronged, but his own damnable pride held him back. The unspoken guilt gnawed at his heart.
“Dad, I know you’ve felt guilty about Chad all these years. Now that he’s back, you want to do everything you can to make it up to him.” Thaddeus stood before him, his gaze cool and unwavering. “But all of that should come second to the interests of the Abernathy Group. That’s what you’ve drilled into me my entire life. I haven’t forgotten it. Have you?”
Frederic gritted his teeth, unable to meet his son’s eyes.

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