The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Eric was still worried and asked Liz again: "You promised me to let him go, did you?"

Liz slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then slowly said: "Let it go. Since I promised you, I will definitely let it go."

Ai Rui stared into her eyes and said firmly, "And you have to promise that you will never touch her again, let alone hurt her."

Liz narrowed her eyes, gently rubbing her fingertips on the rim of the cup. After a moment of silence, she finally nodded: "Okay, don't touch her."

"I want to see you let her go with my own eyes, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

Liz chuckled, a hint of sarcasm flashing in her eyes: "Oh, you really don't trust me at all."

Eric sneered: "You even murdered your own husband, of course I won't believe you."

Liz's expression suddenly froze, and then her face darkened: "I said I didn't..."

Eric interrupted her, his voice filled with years of suppressed anger: "You forced my father to death."

Liz's pupils shrank slightly, and her fingertips tightened unconsciously: "How much do you know?"

Eric stared at her and said coldly, "I'm not a child anymore. Over the years, I've been investigating the cause of my father's death."

Liz was silent for a moment, then she picked up the teacup and took a sip. Her tone was dangerously calm. "So, what did you find out?"

Eric sneered, his voice filled with deep hatred: "I know that my father's death was not an accident, let alone a car accident."

"I was still young at that time, you could have lied to me that his death was an accident, but I knew it wasn't..."

"This is all a conspiracy between you and Duke."

"That's why I've hated you and Duke so much over the years."

"I feel sick just seeing you guys!"

His accusations, word by word, left Liz speechless.

The air froze for a few seconds. Finally, she slowly put down the teacup and waved to the bodyguard behind her: "Let him go."

......

Liz passed through layers of guards and stepped into a hidden secret room.

No one here knows - except her and Duke who is lying here recovering from his injuries.

The lights were dim, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant mixed with blood.

She stood in front of the bed, looking down at the sleeping Duke, her fingertips gently stroking his pale face, and whispered softly: "Duke... He still hates me very much."

Almost the moment she opened her mouth, Duke woke up.

He closed his eyes, but heard it clearly - the "he" Liz was referring to was only one person.

There are so many people who hate her, but the only one she cares about is the young master.

Liz paced slowly, her voice so soft that it seemed like she was talking to herself, yet it was filled with chilling coldness: "He's right... I was the one who forced Andre to death."

"I could have kept him, but Andrei was not satisfied."

She suddenly sneered, her eyes sinister: "This man is just a tool for me to provide genes..."

"He's delusional about having so many demands on me."

Her fingers clenched suddenly: "When the day comes that he threatens my status and power, he shall die!"

Liz turned around and stared at Duke's pale face, her red lips curled into a cruel smile: "I want an obedient slave, not a person with independent ideas and thoughts."

"If you want to blame someone, blame him for not knowing himself. He has expectations of me and our marriage. Who the hell is he? He's just a tool..."

As she spoke, she suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter echoed in the secret room, crazy and cold: "Do you think such a person should die? Hahahaha..."

Duke slowly opened his eyes and looked quietly at Liz who was in a frenzy.

Liz suddenly stopped laughing, leaned over him, and looked at him with burning eyes: "Duke, you also think he deserves to die, don't you?"

Duke looked at her silently and listened to her talk quietly, just like he had done countless times before.

As Liz said, what she needed was an obedient slave, not a person with independent opinions and thoughts.

And he is an obedient slave or dog, so he gets special treatment from Liz.

After a long while, he slowly said: "One day, the young master will understand your good intentions."

Liz straightened up, her smile gradually returning to its elegant state, as if the madness just now had never existed: "Yes, one day, Eric will understand... He will understand that his father deserves to die..."

"He will also understand that everything I do is to pave the way for him."

Duke looked at Liz's face in silence, but his thoughts drifted back to many years ago.

Andre truly loved Liz back then, but unfortunately Liz was a heartless woman.

She doesn't love anyone but her own rights and status.

She married Andre simply because she chose his excellent genes and wanted to give birth to an outstanding heir.

But when the little master was born, Andre completely lost his value and became a member of Liz's cold palace.

Even if Andre wanted to see Liz, he had to go through layers of approval before he was allowed to see his wife from afar.

At that time, Andre raised young Eric alone and took on the responsibility of being a father.

As for Liz, she didn't take them seriously at all.

until one day--

Andre witnessed with his own eyes that his wife was hanging out with a male model in a hotel.

He questioned her angrily, but in return he received a cold sneer from Liz: "You've crossed the line, Andre."

"It's none of your business to interfere in my affairs."

If he were Andre, he might not have been able to endure it.

Just imagine which man can accept that his wife hangs around different men every day and ignores him as her husband and their newborn child.

But Andre endured betrayal and humiliation and tried again and again to win back Liz.

He stubbornly believed that as long as he was patient enough, she would come back one day.

But his persistence and stubbornness eventually angered Liz.

A disobedient tool should be destroyed.

At that time, as Liz's confidant, he received her hint to get rid of Andre.

Liz didn't say how to deal with Andre, but he chose an accident.

A car accident disguised as a suicide.

He admitted that he had selfish motives at the time.

If Andre died, would he have a chance to become Liz's next husband?

But it turned out that he was wrong.

In Liz's eyes, Andre is a tool.

And he, Duke, is just a truly obedient dog.

Duke withdrew his thoughts and looked at the still beautiful and cold woman in front of him.

She is like a poisonous mandala, enchantingly beautiful and fatally tempting, but once you get close to her, you will be hurt by her.

After so many years, he had long understood that he could never be her husband.

But at least, he was the most loyal and useful dog around her.

And this may be his greatest value.