Chapter 1503 Curse And Punch

• “I don't believe you, and neither would my dad.” Maverick forcefully pushed him away. “I'll tell my dad that this is just a lie you've concocted to get money from me. Flynn was taken by human traffickers, and you have nothing to do with it. You're spouting nonsense, creating lies, all in an attempt to swindle my money.”
• “Cut the cr*p!” Linus exploded with rage. “There are so many kids in this world. Why was it that only Travis' child went missing? Why not someone else's? After Travis' son went missing, why do you think Travis didn't adopt any other child but you? It was all because of the plans I made! I and Travis are kin, both hailing from the same village. We ventured out together in our youth to make a living and, in a twist of fate, we both ended up marrying girls who were best friends with one another. That lucky devil Travis... Everything he touched turned to gold. As for me, I was down on my luck, losing every venture I embarked on. I wanted to join forces with Travis, that b*stard, for a venture. But that stubborn man kept making excuses, refusing to let me in on the opportunity to make a fortune. The only edge I had over that b*stard was that I could reproduce! That guy had been married for several years without any kids, while I had three in just five years! So what if that b*stard is rich? He has no children, no descendants to carry on his lineage. All the wealth he accumulated would just end up benefiting others! I curse him every day, wishing he'd have no descendants to carry on his lineage, but things didn't go as planned. That b*stard ended up having a son. Not only did he have a son, but his business also continued to grow, turning him into a big-shot businessman. As for me? I just kept getting poorer! I just can't accept it!”
• He smacked the table in anger, the thuds echoing loudly. “I refuse to accept this! Since when has anyone ever said that Travis was better than me? The elders in the village always praised me for being clever, saying that I would amount to something when I grew up. How could Travis, that good-for-nothing, ever compare to me? However, Travis, that lucky devil, managed to make a fortune. When I returned to the village with him, the attitude of the villagers had completely changed. They all praised him for his success, saying that his appearance was one of fortune. They showered him with compliments, yet they couldn't even be bothered to give me a second glance. Since childhood, people have always praised me. When have I ever faced such humiliation? I refuse to accept this! Isn't he wealthy? What's the point of having money? I swear I'd make sure he'd have no descendants! Do you really think it's easy to find a human trafficker? After exerting a tremendous effort, I finally managed to get in touch with a child kidnapper. That b*stard nearly exhausted himself before finally having a son. He kept an eye on his son, hardly letting the kid out of his sight. Your mom was in charge of timing, alerting the kidnapper when the coast was clear. Only then could the kidnapper seize the opportunity to sneak into that scoundrel's house and steal away his precious child. Had it not been for my connection with the human traffickers, and your mom assisting them by scouting and passing on information, how could their precious son have possibly gone missing? Just given how much those two doted on their son, it wouldn't have been possible.”