Chapter 406


    406 Threatening his mother


    Brian barged into the office with an assistant who was running after him. With her erratic breath, she


    exined fearfully, “Ma’am, I- I couldn’t stop him.” (1


    The sophisticated woman slowly looked up from herptop and waved her hand to dismiss thedy.


    then her eyes moved After she left, Nancy folded one leg on the other as she stared at her angry son,


    to the


    gun


    he was holding and raised a brow with her lips stretching into a small smirk.


    “What brought you here?”


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    “Why did you kill her?!”


    “Do I need a reason to get rid of a thorn in my flesh?”


    “Mother!!” he screamed, then ruffled his hair out of frustration. “What was her crime?” his voice


    lowered, almost like a whisper while controlling his tears.


    They trailed her this morning, thinking she was on a mission, only for her to stop at herpany. Just


    when they were about to rx, his father got a call that the hospital where Pink was hospitalized was


    burning. By the time they got there, the hospital could no longer be saved, let alone hold a human.


    “She was an eyesore, just like every other eyesore I killed,” she said carelessly.


    “You are too cruel to have a business being in this world,” Brian said and pointed his gun at her.


    Nancy’s mind shed to what her friend told her years ago.


    “Nancy, you’re making a mistake by stealing that woman’s child. In the long run, he’d hate you and if a


    situationes that he is forced to choose between you both, he’d choose his birth mother, I


    guarantee you.”


    Because of her friend’s warning, Nancy killed thedy, and everyone who knew about the matter.


    Including the nurses, doctors, and the guards that were there… except for her most trusted.


    The arrogant Nancy thought she had hidden the truth well, but here, Brian hasn’t even found out that


    Alex is his mother, yet he’s already pointing a gun at her.


    “Hahahahaha…” Sheughed boisterously for a long time before she got up from her seat and walked


    up to him.


    “Can you really kill your mother?…” she poked his chest with her finger and continued, “Are. you. that.


    heartless?”


    She spelt the words with every poke she made with her long nails–provoking him to show what he was


    made of. If he truly shoots her, she instantly get rid of him right here and now.


    Brian’s grip on the gun tightened. He was scared of himself. If he were to answer that question, it would


    be, Yes!…. But why?


    Was he really that heartless that he’d kill his own mother for the sake of a friend?! Those thoughts


    scared him so much that he shifted his gun away from Nancy’s face and started shooting at everything


    else in the office–destroying things while screaming his guts out.


    The guards that were stationed outside the door, including the Assistants and everyone else at the


    the


    workstation in front of the CEO’s office, all barged into the CEO’s office.


    Their Jaws were left hanging when they saw the damage Brian had done.


    From the expensive antiques, to the floor–to–ceiling window, nothing was spared from receiving a


    bullet. However, the floor–to–ceiling window was unharmed because of the bulletproof material it was


    made of.


    The guards rushed forward to hold him down but Nancy raised a hand to stop them. They all watched


    as Brian turned the office into aplete mess, with broken things everywhere on the floor.


    Once he had emptied his bullets, he stared sharply at his mother and dered, “We are just getting


    started, Mom!” After that, he turned and left.


    Nobody dared to breathe loudly for fear that they’d be used as scapegoats to quench her rage.


    Although Nancy was slightly smiling, the workers all knew it was a deadly smile..


    “Clean this up, and get back to work,” she ordered.


    The workers were stunned. Is she not angry? However, her next words killed them.


    “Inform the head of departments to bring in their reports for assessment in one hour.”


    Thest assessment was done three days ago and the next would be five days from now. How did she


    expect them to put things together in one hour?!


    The Assistants shook their heads in their hearts; if they had known that Brian would be a handful when


    he entered the office, they wouldn’t have allowed him.


    Three dayster…


    Brian, was seen racing across the city after receiving a call from his father. Getting to the security–


    flooded vi, he met Pink sitting in a wheelchair, staring at flowers in the garden. Sudden joy filled his


    heart as a smile spread across his face.


    “You are alive!” the words escaped his lips.


    Pink turned her head in the young man’s direction and also smiled, “As long as my son still isn’t aware


    of my existence, I refuse to die.”


    “Who is your son? Tell me and I’ll fetch him here for you,” he said while walking slowly towards her. For


    some reason, Brian felt sad when he thought he wasn’t that son.


    “Will he believe my story?” she asked while staring at him in the face.


    Brian squatted in front of her and held the armrest of her wheelchair. “You never know until you try,” he


    said slowly with emotion in his voice. He felt her pain and genuinity.


    “If you were in his shoes, would you believe me?” her gaze held his as she asked that.


    “I would…” he responded and held her hand. “Deep down, every child wants a selfless mother like you.


    For your son, you entered your enemies‘ den, not thinking that you might die in the process. You fight


    your battles alone without seeking des from anyone. You care about your son’s happiness, which


    is why, despite knowing him and where he might be, you didn’t take advantage of your rights to disrupt


    his life. You…”


    “What if it’s you?”


    Brian froze, then slowly looked up at her, “Huh?”


    “What if you are my son?” tears filled her eyes as she returned her son’s baffled stare. 1