Elara hurried out of the car and came to stand beside Jason.
Lina gave her a bright, mocking smile. “Elara, I came to see you off for the last time today. Hope you don’t mind?”
She paused for effect, then continued before Elara could answer, “Not that it matters if you do. I’ve got something for you, and you’re just going to have to take it.”
Elara offered only the faintest of smiles. “Only you, Lina, could be so clueless, walking right to the edge without realizing it.”
Lina’s face twisted with anger. “You really think teaming up with Hayden Everly is going to turn things around for you? Let me tell you, it won’t be long before I’m carrying Brian’s child. Your marriage is doomed, and I’ll be the one he marries in the end. And every year, when we visit your grave, we’ll make sure to show the world how happy we are together.”
Elara arched an eyebrow. “So you’re saying Brian still hasn’t proposed to you?”
Lina blinked, caught off guard, and just glared at her in silence.
Elara’s tone was ice-cold. “Brian and I finalized our divorce days ago. If he didn’t propose to you the moment I was out of the picture, it’s because he only ever wanted you as a plaything.”
The words hit Lina like a slap.
She shrieked, “Once you’re dead, he’ll only have eyes for me! Neely, do it now!”
“Don’t worry about me. Just look after yourself,” Elara said quickly to Jason.
Lina lunged for Elara, reaching for her hair, but Elara caught her wrist and twisted it sharply behind her back.
At the same moment, Neely rushed toward Elara, only to be intercepted by Jason. The two men crashed together in a furious struggle.
Lina tried to break away and sneak up on Jason to help Neely, but Elara nearly wrenched her arm out of its socket.
With a desperate cry, Lina shoved Elara toward the edge of the cliff, but Elara nimbly dodged and, in one swift motion, flung Lina in that direction instead.
As Lina staggered, scrambling to regain her balance, Jason was forced backward by one of Neely’s heavy blows—right into the teetering Lina.
She lost her footing, grabbing at Jason’s shirt as she fell.
Elara tried to race forward and catch Jason, but Neely landed a punch that sent her reeling, her vision going dark.
Jason and Lina, unable to stop their momentum, toppled over the edge of the cliff together.
By the time Zane arrived, both cars were deserted.
But the Jaguar’s dashcam had captured everything.
He immediately ordered a search team to comb the area for Jason and, regaining his composure, dialed Brian’s number.
The tattooed thugs had all been taken down.
Ellis, delirious and shackled hand and foot, was hauled away.
A doctor treated Gareth urgently, but he shook his head at Brian.
“Your father’s wounds are too severe. Moving him would only hasten the end.” His voice was barely a whisper.
The implication was clear: Gareth’s time was running short.
Brian approached, his face unreadable.
Perhaps sensing the end, Gareth tried to speak, to mend their relationship, but Brian spoke first.
“I transferred the shares of SiliconCrest Group to you yesterday.”
Gareth looked stunned.
Brian’s voice was cold. “SiliconCrest may look strong, but it’s built on sand. All it takes is one cash-flow misstep, and the whole thing will collapse. I’ve been barely holding it together for years. I can’t take it anymore. Now, it’s yours and Ellis’s problem.”
In that instant, Gareth understood everything—the debts, the ruin, the burdens—his own son had pushed it all onto him, leaving him to carry it into the grave.

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