Deciding not to stoop down to Ryan's level, Dan forced himself to calm down and was finally able to grit out the question he wanted to ask.
"When do we put the final plan into action?"
Needing him not to elaborate, Ryan's expression turned serious as he spoke in a sinister voice.
"I originally planned to execute it on the senatorial election day when that brother of mine would be feeling proud of himself. I wanted him to experience the feeling of falling down to hell straight from heaven! The feeling of being just one step away from his dream... That feeling must be quite wonderful, right?"
Dan shuddered subconsciously while he listened tone, and couldn't help but be thankful that he wasn't be subject of his plotting.
Then he heard Ryan continue, "But now I don't think I would be able to wait that much longer."
Of course, Dan knew why he said that, that was because if he really waited any longer, his beloved woman would probably already be another man's wife by that time, he he.
Suddenly, Ryan said something that should have had no relation whatsoever to their current discussion.
He said, "The old man should be calling for you soon."
Dan was dazed at the sudden change in topic and looked at him with a confused expression.
Ryan noticed his confusion but didn't bother explaining as he got up from the floor and strode out the door, leaving Dan who was still confused staring at him as he walked out the door.
Moments after went out, realization dawned on him as the confusion in his eyes disappeared to be replaced by indifference. Then he seemed to have thought of something as a chilling grin appeared on his face after which he muttered silently, "I really want to see if he dares contact me.."
...
The Anderson's Family
In the study, Patriach Anderson sat in his seat across a middle-aged man who looked a bit similar to him.
A hint of exhaustion could be seen on his face as his brows were locked into a tight frown as he faced the man who was his eldest son, Luke Anderson. He opened his mouth and closed it again.
He repeated this for a few times and just as Luke was getting impatient though he didn't dare show it on his face, while wondering what the old man wanted to say, Patriach Anderson finally forced himself to make a seemingly hard decision.
"Luke, give up on this election", He ordered with authority in his voice.
Luke stared at him with a thunderstruck expression as if he couldn't believe that his father had just said that to him. But knowing, the man didn't like having his authority questioned, he calmed himself down to prevent the violence in his heart from erupting.
But although, he had never raised his voice at his father or question his orders, he definitely could keep silent when it came to this matter or everything he had given up so far, will all come to naught!
"Father, How could you ask me to give up the election at this point. There are just two weeks left! And you are asking me to give up? After everything we have done to get to this point? May I know why, Father?", He forced himself to ask calmly.
Patriach Anderson looked at this son of his whom he had initially chosen as the heir because he was ambitious and greedy and so, was easier to control and couldn't help but feel disappointed. He was so blinded by his ambition that he couldn't see the bigger picture!
Did he not realise the precariousness of the situation their family was in right now?
Their family been targeted for the past two months and after meeting with Ryan, it had only gotten worse and though they were all small moves that had been easily solved, he still couldn't help but feel uneasy the closer they got to the election as he felt that Ryan was holding back a big move, so, it would be better for their family to keep a low key for now.
He voiced his concerns to which Luke laughed out aloud to, before he said in amusement.
"Father, did you really believe Ryan's threat that he wanted to destroy our family? I bet he just said that to scare you because he was afraid you would touch his girlfriend since he didn't want him to marry her but a girl you picked in order to keep him firmly in your control. I think he deliberately let us think it was him attacking us to give you a warning. Do you really think that if it was him behind those attacks, we would still be here?"
"You have to remember that he now has total control over the Blood Gang and can now destroy our family, if he really wants to with any random move he makes! So, no, i definitely don't think he is behind those issues we have been facing because they are just too mediocre", Luke had a disdainful smirk on his face when he said this and continued.
"It must be the work of my political rivals but they must be delusional to think this can stump me from winnng."
Patriach Anderson's heart wavered listening to his analysis and doubted if he had really read Ryan wrong but then he shook his head, he couldn't have read it wrong. The viciousness and sinister tone when he said he wanted to destroy their family was true. And the resentment accumulated over the years was also true.
Luke seemed to have felt his doubt and an idea he considered foolproof occurred to him, "If you really want to know what Ryan is planning, why don't you invte that bastard son over?"
Patriach Anderson's eyes lit up at his suggestion.
Yes, why didn't he think of that! How could he have forgotten that son of his? !
He hurriedly picked up his phone but then remembered he didn't have his mobile number! Of course, how could he have it when he hasn't even remembered he existed in the first place.
He could only call his subordinate to find out for him while he waited anxiously.
Meanwhile, although Luke seemed confident while speaking earlier, to be honest, deep down in his heart, he was also panicking! But he knew that he couldn't show any signs of it or it would be game over for him. He wasn't reconciled to give up on everything he has worked for over the years.
Since he was young and had become privy to his father's love for control, he had made himself appear exactly that way in order to be chosen as the heir. And because his biological brother, with whom his age differed by five years was deemed an uncontrollable by his father, he was sent to the Blood Gang at 18.
Did he fell pity or sympathy back then? The answer was no, he didn't!
The truth was, he had even felt happy since that meant no one was going to fight with him for the heir position.
But just as he was finally about to succeed and would be able to gain his father's recognition and take over is position in the family, he was been told to give up. Give up! No way!
Then what would be the point of him acting like a dog to his old man all these years!
So with completely different thoughts in their minds, they waited for the subordinate to send the b*stard son's number until the patriach's phone dinged with the sound of a message notification.
He hurriedly opened his phone and clicked on the notification and found to his satisfaction that it was the number of his b*stars son sent from his subordinate.
He dialled the number and with tense nerves, waited for him to pick up.
A charming voice came from the other side of the phone, "Hello."
Author's Note: So who can guess who the b*stard son is?