He collapsed in a wretched heap.
He could only watch helplessly as Tristan Sterling's figure disappeared out the door.
It was over!
It was all over now!
Tristan Sterling was going to run him out of Mistcroft. In this vast city, there would be no place left for the Linton family.
And without Tristan Sterling as their backer, the debt collectors would surely tear him to shreds...
Mr. Linton slumped to the floor, his face ashen with despair.
Connor Grant shot the Linton father and daughter a contemptuous look and prepared to leave as well.
After taking two steps, he suddenly turned back. He brandished the file folder in his hand at Mr. Linton and asked with a sneer, "Know what this is?"
The Linton father and daughter stared at him blankly.
"These are several major projects the Second Master prepared for the Linton Group. Any one of them would have been enough to send your family soaring to new heights," Connor Grant said.
