Chapter 24 They Must Suffer All Their Evil In Life

• Simon felt as if an invisible hand had reached into his chest and squeezed it tightly. For a few seconds, he felt like he couldn't breathe, turning purple and starting to hyperventilate. Anyone who saw him would think he was about to collapse, and that was exactly the case. Candida noticed and placed her hand on his back, worried.
• "What's wrong, uncle? Is something happening to you? What happened? Kostantin... please, help my uncle..." she pleaded as the man fell to the ground. "He can't breathe... for God's sake... help him!" she exclaimed, begging, while kneeling on the floor and loosening his shirt collar. "Aren't you going to do anything?"
• "Why should I? Whatever happens to Simon Ferrer doesn't move me, to tell you the truth. The more he suffers in life, the more satisfied I'll feel," he squatted down beside the man with a sinister smile. "Was it too much of a shock for you? Or perhaps it's the fear of what I can do to you? Did you realize that we're not in the same condition anymore? You're no longer that all-powerful man who took pride in mistreating the weak, and I'm no longer Vasil Spyrou, the nineteen-year-old boy your daughter mocked and you kicked out of your house along with his family, without expecting anything in return.