Mercedes, of course, saw his reluctance.


    With a grunt, he said.


    -An apology is not necessary, it wasn’t genuine anyway.


    Brisa’s face hardened and her words of discontent came out.


    -I am what I am, and your daughter is what she is! I have done her a favour by being here today, and you want me to apologise?


    Brisa’s eyes were full of contempt and disdain as sheughed coldly.


    Dn frowned and his eyes deepened.


    -Apologise.


    The cold,manding tone made Brisa’s body stiffen and her eyes grow sore. Clenching her hands in a death grip, nails digging into her palms, the pain numbed Brisa’s heart.


    He took a deep breath and reluctantly apologised:


    -I’m sorry.


    Mercedes, still undeterred, simply shooed her away:


    -Well, Mr Dn, you’ve served your purpose, so it’s time to take her away. The Caza family is too small to entertain your honour.


    Brisa opened her mouth to say something, but Dn grabbed her wrist violently.


    The sharp pain was Dn’s warning.


    Brisa swallowed her resentment, not daring to say anything more.


    -In that case, we will move on.


    That said, Dn’s eyes swept silently in the direction of Vanessa’s hiding ce on the first floor.


    Mercedes said nothing with a cold face, the meaning of the expulsion was clear.N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    Dn didn’t bother to stay and grabbed a reluctant Brisa and left.


    Only when they left did Vanessa emerge from the corner with a sigh of relief. She rubbed her chest hard, thinking about the look on Dn’s face before he left, and feeling somehow ufortable.


    It was impossible for Dn to see herself, let alone know she was hiding here.


    “Yes, don’t be scared.”


    Vanessa mentally calmed down and took a while to calm down.


    -Apologise, what’s there to apologise for! See what kind of attitude they have? Why should I apologise to them when it’s obvious they have no intention of forgiving anything?


    In the car, Brisa grumbled with a whiny face.


    She had apparently forgotten how horrible Dn’s eyes were at that moment and was full of resentment and aggression.


    It was the first time in his life that he had ever apologised to anyone, and to the person he despised and detested the most.


    How could he swallow this anger?


    Even if Dn didn’t fight back, why didn’t her grandfather help her this time?


    Brisa couldn’t understand, she just felt angry and resentful.


    The car came to a sudden stop and Dn unbuckled his seatbelt and pushed the door open to get out.


    -Dn, where are you going?


    Brisa saw this and also unbuckled her seatbelt to get out of the car, but could not open the door.


    -Dn!


    She shouted anxiously from inside the car, banging on the door, but Dn, who was outside, didn’t respond at all. He locked the car and stared out the window at Brisa with cold eyes.


    His cold, sharp, dark eyes sent a shiver down Brisa’s spine.


    Then, without waiting for her to say anything, Dn took off at a brisk pace.


    I can’t believe he’s gone.


    -Dn! Dn!


    Brisa screamed frantically from the car, banging frantically on the window. Her small face was contorted, her eyes filled with resentment and rage. As she exhausted her strength, Dn drove further and further away without looking back.


    As Dn rounded the corner, he hailed a taxi and drove off.


    As for Brisa…


    In a few moments, someone would take her, but until then, she would stay in the car.


    This was because Dn was in a good mood, otherwise he would not have forgiven Brisa, who had disobeyed him again and again, so easily.


    Back at the SJ Group, the first thing Dn did was to call Mateo into his office.


    -What can I do for you, sir?


    -Find a way to sneak our man into the Caza family, or buy off the Caza family people, I want to make sure Vanessa isn’t lying to me.


    -What do you mean?


    -The cunning little liar. The severe mental damage, the after-effects, all faked?


    Dn muttered to himself, which Matthew naturally heard.


    Without needing to ask any further questions, he immediately left the office to go about his business.


    After a while, Dn pulled out his phone and called Lucas, asking him to go for a drink tonight.


    It soon became dark.


    Lucas was d to be invited for a drink by his best friend, so he arrived at his destination in a good mood. He had just opened the door and had barely begun to speak when he sensed something unusual and was instantly on his guard.


    -What are you doing here?


    On the table, there was a whole table of various types of wine.


    I’m afraid the amount could get a man drunk and more.


    -Have you asked anyone else to drink besides me?


    Why else would they have ordered so much wine?


    -No.


    Dn responded with a smile, but Lucas always found it unsettling.


    -I mean Dn, we’ve been brothers for years, you can’t fuck with me.


    “God knows how dark Dn is deep down inside, sure I’d be fine with him dealing with other people, but if he used it on me… it’s just awful.”


    -What, you’re not drinking?


    Dn said with a smirk, meeting his eyes, Lucas was immediately put off.


    -Drink, why not.


    Although he didn’t know what the hell was going on, Lucas was sure he couldn’t escape this drink.


    Hopefully Dn will be merciful and not be too hard on him.


    As he sat down uneasily and looked at the table full of wine, Lucas couldn’t help but swallow in secret. If he did, he wouldn’t want to touch a drink again for the next year.


    -A drink?” said Dn, looking at Lucas as he held the bottle directly in his hand.


    Even though he was asking for it, how dare Lucas refuse.


    -Drink!


    Lucas also picked up the bottle and clinked sses with Dn directly, then bowed his head and drank the bottle clean with cockiness, and handed the bottle back to Dn afterwards.


    -I was just clinking sses with you, I didn’t think you were going to drink the whole bottle.


    “Fuck! How could I have drunk a bottle of wine in one gulp if you hadn’t taken it straight from the bottle?”


    It seemed deliberate.


    Lucas cursed inwardly, but didn’t dare say anything.


    -Ahem, I’m happy, aren’t I?


    -Really? If you are happy, then drink more.


    Then there was another bottle of wine.


    Lucas was crying, wanting to tear off Dn’s moralistic face and reveal the cruelty and coldness inside him.


    Lucas himself didn’t know how much he had drunk that night, but he was straight up drunk anyway.


    -Dn, why the fuck… are you making me drink like this?


    Lucas asked, stammering as he leaned limply against the sofa.


    -Chatan.


    Dn came over and sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm: “With your current level, retraining won’t save you, so why don’t you go back to school and start training young.