The Shelter Game: Me, Starting with a Tenfold Drop Rate

With the last loyal security officer to Donald killed, the Smith family villa was ultimately taken over by Joseph and the Night Blades.

"Father, given the circumstances, I think you have nothing left to hesitate about, do you?" Joseph sat down on a chair in the study, smiling at Donald.

"Whether it's the Ocean Group headquarters or our Smith family villa, they are all under my control now. The entire Smith family is completely loyal to me. If you want a better ending for yourself, you should stop opposing me."

Joseph did not choose to kill Donald immediately because Donald still held a crucial secret that he had not revealed.

Joseph knew very well that the Smith family had a hidden treasure.

Donald had always kept the treasure a secret, only mentioning it to Joseph on the day Donald's eldest son died.

Upon hearing Joseph's words, Donald's face finally showed some change in expression.

"If the entire Smith family is under your control, why are you wasting time here with an old man like me?"

"Father, out of respect for you as my father, I am still showing you respect. I hope you can show some respect in return and tell me everything about our Smith family's hidden treasure."

Joseph directly stated his true intention.

Donald began to cough violently, and after a while, he coldly said, "There is no hidden treasure in the Smith family. It's all just your fantasy."

After saying this, Donald turned his gaze towards the window.

He did not plan to look at his unfilial son Joseph any longer.

Moreover, Donald had no intention of cooperating with Joseph.

Donald was a decisive man; even in defeat, he would never easily beg for mercy.

Donald's response made Joseph extremely angry.

Joseph stood up from his seat and shouted loudly in Donald's direction, "I knew you never cared about me. You have always looked down on me!

You believed only my elder brother was worthy of inheriting the Ocean Group. Even though my brother has been dead for a long time, you still treat my young and incapable niece as the heir to the Ocean Group.

I sincerely want an answer from you. Did you ever intend to give me the Ocean Group? When you were in the Benevolent Sanatorium, were you always plotting to make me give up the position of Chairman of Ocean Group?!"

Joseph's words put Donald in a very bad mood.

Even though Donald was a very strong person, he could not help but shed a few tears at this moment.

Over the past year, Donald had indeed considered giving the Ocean Group to Joseph. However, Joseph's behavior had never met Donald's expectations.

Even though Joseph occasionally visited Donald and had meticulously arranged for his medical care, Donald still found Joseph unfit for the responsibility.

Donald believed that his greatest mistake was failing to foresee his younger son's immense desire for power.

Regardless of what Joseph said, Donald had decided not to speak another word to him.

This situation left Joseph feeling utterly desperate.

Joseph suddenly laughed, then coldly said, "Father, since you're unwilling to talk to your son, I have nothing more to say to you. Let the Night Blades have a proper chat with you!"

After saying this, Joseph turned and walked out of the study.

Elder Seville from the Night Blades slowly walked into the study.

Elder Seville shut the study door behind him, leaving just him and Donald in the room.

"You must be very clear about my identity," Elder Seville said, casually finding a seat and sitting down.

"You are from the Night Blades, and I assume your status within the organization is quite high," Donald responded in a hoarse voice.

"But I don't care who you are or what your purpose is for being here. I will never cooperate with you. If you have any business, take it up with my unfilial son."

Donald continued to speak to Elder Seville in a tone that kept him at arm's length.

However, Elder Seville was not as impatient as Joseph.

Elder Seville tapped his fingers on the table, and suddenly, a whispering sound reached Donald's ears. It sounded like his mother's voice.

In that instant, Donald felt an overwhelming fear.

"My mother has been dead for many years. Why am I hearing her voice?"

"Everyone has emotions they can't let go of and people they can't forget. The person you can't forget the most is your mother, which is why you can hear her voice now."

Elder Seville provided the explanation.

Donald finally turned his head, looking at Elder Seville with a shocked expression.

"Is this your doing? How are you able to do such a thing?"

"Mr. Donald, the Night Blades can do far more than you can imagine. You'd better cooperate with me. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what voices you'll hear next."

Elder Seville did not intend to become a direct enemy of Donald.

Before entering the study, Elder Seville had already probed Donald's mental state.

Donald's mind was sealed using a method that even Elder Seville couldn't crack.

If Donald was unwilling to divulge what he knew, no one could uncover the information about the Smith family's hidden treasure.

"What kind of cooperation are you proposing? Do you also want to find the Smith family's hidden treasure?" Donald asked, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Exactly. The Night Blades are willing to assist Joseph precisely because of the Smith family's hidden treasure. Of course, if you're willing to cooperate with us, we can also help you get rid of Joseph."

For the Night Blades, as long as they can obtain the Smith family's hidden treasure, they are willing to collaborate with anyone.

Joseph is merely the only person so far who is willing to work with the Night Blades.

If someone more useful than Joseph were willing to cooperate with the Night Blades, they would abandon Joseph without hesitation.

Donald slowly turned his face away again, looking at the pitch-black sky outside the window as he spoke, "I will not cooperate with you, nor will I give you any information about the Smith family's hidden treasure."

Donald directly rejected Elder Seville's proposal.

However, Elder Seville's expression didn't change much, as if he had already anticipated Donald's response.

"Your answer is indeed disappointing, but as I mentioned earlier, even if you refuse to cooperate, I can still achieve my goals."

As soon as Elder Seville finished speaking, he struck the table in front of him hard.

A reverberating sound filled the study, seemingly unable to escape and only bouncing around within the room.

As the sound continued to echo, the mental worlds of Donald and Elder Seville gradually merged into one.

Elder Seville chose a risky method to enter Donald's mental world directly, seeking the information he wanted.

Outside the study, Joseph was furiously scolding his subordinates.

"What on earth are you doing? Why haven't you been able to control the Ocean Group headquarters yet?!"

Joseph had just received very accurate information that the Ocean Group headquarters had been retaken by Benjamin's subordinates.

This meant that Vicky was likely still alive.

This was something Joseph found extremely hard to accept.

"Get the head of security on the phone now! He must explain why Vicky hasn't been dealt with yet!"

Just as Joseph shouted these words into the phone, the roar of a car engine sounded not far away.

Before Joseph could react, a car crashed through the outer wall of the Smith family villa and into the courtyard.

Joseph's subordinates quickly moved him to a safer location, while more of Joseph's men and Night Blades members surrounded the car that had broken into the villa.

"What's going on? Why did a car suddenly break into our Smith family villa?"

Joseph looked at the car that had suddenly burst in with a hint of panic.

Before his subordinates could give him any answers, a blinding flash wiped out all the Night Blades members and Joseph's men surrounding the car.

Three familiar figures stepped out of the car.

Joseph recognized them; they were Vicky, Irving, and Benjamin.

Upon seeing Vicky and Irving, Joseph's expression became twisted with rage.

"You two bastards are still alive! It seems you have quite the luck!" Joseph spat venomously at Vicky and Irving.

Then he turned his gaze towards Benjamin.

"As the chairman of Ocean Group, I order you to apprehend Irving and Vicky immediately!" Joseph commanded.

Benjamin stood still, coldly staring at Joseph.

Although Benjamin's expression remained unchanged, Joseph could see a hint of a mocking smile on his face.

"Don't forget who brought you into Ocean Group! Don't forget who made you the deputy manager of Ocean Group's security department! Are you going to be ungrateful now?" Joseph lashed out.

In response, Benjamin calmly replied, "Donald is the true chairman of Ocean Group, and Vicky is the president. As the deputy manager of the security department, I naturally follow their orders.

You are no longer the chairman of Ocean Group, so I will not follow your orders. And I must warn you, do not make enemies of the former chairman and President Tang."

Benjamin's words filled Joseph with extreme anger, but before he could utter another word, Irving struck him directly.

Irving's blow was swift and precise, rendering Joseph momentarily stunned. He staggered, trying to regain his balance and composure, but the impact had left him disoriented.

As Joseph struggled, Vicky stepped forward, her expression a mix of determination and disdain. "Joseph, your lust for power has blinded you. It's over. You've lost."

Feeling the weight of the situation bearing down on him, Joseph's mind raced. He had always believed he could outmaneuver everyone, but now, surrounded by those he had wronged, he realized the gravity of his miscalculations.

Meanwhile, in the study, Elder Seville continued his perilous endeavor to extract the information from Donald's mental world. The merging of their mental states was fraught with danger, but Elder Seville was determined. He knew that the key to the Smith family's hidden treasure lay within Donald's mind, and he would stop at nothing to uncover it.

As the confrontation outside the study reached its climax, the tension inside the room grew palpable. The battle for control of the Smith family and its secrets was far from over, and the outcome remained uncertain.