Yet he spoke them with such conviction that, to an outsider, they might have sounded almost believable.
But to Alex? They were nothing more than the desperate ramblings of a man on the verge of ruin.
Behind Logan, the other mbers of the Kleinberg Family were just as terrified. They didn't hesitate. One by one, they fell to their knees, their voices overlapping in frantic pleas.
"Alex, I swear, we never intended to offend you! If Logan has done sothing wrong, then punish him—please, but spare us and our Family!"
"That's right! That's right! On behalf of Sera, we beg you to show rcy. Please, don't destroy us!"
"Alex, I—I'm just a strear! Please, have rcy on just this once!"
"Yes, yes! We all respect you! We would never dare to go against you!"
Their voices rang out in unison, filled with fear, with desperation, with the realization that the fate of their entire family now hung by a thread, one that Alex could cut with a re flick of his fingers.
"..."
Silence filled the air.
Apart from Logan, no one in the Kleinberg Family truly understood why Alex had suddenly decided to move against them. They were left confused, fearful, grasping for answers. But Logan knew.
He knew exactly why. It was all because of her. Sera. That wretched woman.
A few minutes later, Sera returned, now dressed in a fresh set of clothes. She held a bag in one hand, her expression unreadable as she walked back to her seat.
The mont Logan saw her, he knew his pleas to Alex had been futile. Desperation overtook his pride, and without hesitation, he turned to his next, and only option.
With a thud, he dropped to his knees before his niece.
"Sera, please!" His voice trembled with urgency. "Say sothing to Alex—beg him to spare the Kleinberg Family!"
The others followed imdiately, their previous arrogance crumbling under the weight of fear.
"Sera, the Kleinberg Industries was your grandfather's lifelong achievent! Do you really have the heart to watch it be destroyed?"
"Sera, I know I was wrong! I apologize! Please, give your aunt another chance!"
"Sera, you must help us! Please, just this once!"
Their voices overlapped, filled with panic, pleading, desperation.
Just monts ago, these very sa people would only look at her with scorn, their words laced with mockery whenever they spoke to her.
Yet now, they knelt before her, groveling like worms.
Sera looked down at them, the uncles and aunts who once prided themselves on their status, people who loathed losing face more than anything. And now, here they were, on their knees, humiliated in front of all the most influential figures in The City.
Their precious dignity, their so-called honor, had been trampled beneath their own desperation. A slow, cold satisfaction spread through her chest.
Everything they cared about, she would personally destroy.
….
"Sera, please, I'm begging you! Help the Kleinberg Family! We raised you, gave you everything, now the Family needs you. You must help us!"
"Sera, do you really find joy in watching the Kleinberg Family be destroyed? I admit, we may not have treated you well in the past, but putting the facts aside, haven't you ever done anything wrong?"
"The Kleinberg Family has never mistreated you! Your grandfather adored you more than anyone—he cared for you deeply! And now, just after he's passed, you're going to personally destroy everything he built with his life's work? Is that really what you want, Sera?"
The entire Kleinberg Family was in a state of panic.
They didn't know what had caused them to offend Alex, but they knew one thing for certain, if they didn't gain his forgiveness, the Kleinberg Family was finished.
The Winters family's fate was a stark warning. It had only been a few months since their downfall.
A once-powerful family, utterly wiped out in re days. The terrifying power behind Alex was sothing they understood all too well. He was soone they could not afford to offend.
Logan was truly terrified now.
Still kneeling on the ground, he was a complete ss, his face streaked with tears, his breath uneven as he clutched at the hem of Sera's clothes in desperation.
"Sera, please, if you just to forgive , I'll give you anything you want! Anything! You can have my shares of the Kleinberg Industries, or whatever else you desire! I don't care—I'll give it all to you! Just please, spare !"
He wasn't stupid. Between money and life, he knew which one mattered more. Money could be earned again. But if he lost his life here, there would be nothing left.
Besides, Sera was still a university student. Even if she inherited the Kleinberg Industries, she wouldn't have the ti to manage it herself. In the end, she'd have to leave it in the hands of soone else… or to be exactly him.
With just a little maneuvering, a few well-placed sches, the company would eventually fall right back into his grasp.
In Logan's mind, the plan was flawless. It was perfect. But no matter how much he begged, no matter how much the Kleinberg Family cried and pleaded, Sera remained unmoved.
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Her expression was cold. Distant. Indifferent. Not a single flicker of emotion crossed her face. She had already made up her mind.
Ever since she discovered the truth, that Logan was the mastermind behind her parents' deaths, her last shred of hope in the Kleinberg Family had shattered.
The final thread of so-called 'family bonds' had been severed. Now, as she watched them kneel and grovel before her, she felt nothing. Not anger. Not sadness. Not even satisfaction. Just emptiness.
Forgive them? Pleading on their behalf? Ha. Like hell she would.
She had only climbed aboard Alex's ship to destroy these people in the first place. Why would she lift a single finger to help them now? If anything, she wished for their downfall to be as miserable as possible.
Without a word, Sera Kleinberg walked over to Alex's side, reached out, and took his hand.
"Let's go." Alex glanced at her briefly before nodding.
"Mm." And with that, he rose from his seat and left.
Only when his figure completely disappeared from view did the suffocating tension in the air finally ease.
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