Abigail's Second Life novel Chapter 915

Kevin's fury erupted as he violently kicked the chair adjacent to the coffee table.

Josh attempted to soothe him, reminding him, "The chair is blameless..."

Sean interjected, "The hotel's surveillance footage was inactive that day, leaving us devoid of any proof regarding Leon's father's involvement."

Confronting Zeke without evidence seemed like an insurmountable task.

Even Leon found himself powerless against Zeke's tactics.

Zeke's ruthlessness knew no bounds; he was capable of binding his own son even under the threat of death.

Frustration evident, Kevin adjusted his tie hastily, declaring, "I won't be dissuaded. I'm confronting Zeke!"

Persisting down this course would only invite graver repercussions.

"What's your strategy?" Abigail inquired solemnly.

Zeke's actions had crossed all bounds of decency, pulling down someone who had fought hard to rise again.

Sean asserted, "I've addressed it. Delaying further would only spell trouble."

Gratitude flickered in Kevin's glance towards Sean, though he quickly succumbed to self-reproach, murmuring, "Had I intervened during Leon's relationship with Irene, perhaps this tragedy could have been averted."

Sean's response was unyielding. "What's done is done. Self-blame achieves naught."

Abigail, too, grappled with guilt as she reflected on her failure to remain vigilant when Leon's mom approached her and Luna.

The same night, Xavien relayed the news of Zeke's apprehension.

"I'll take charge. Whatever the outcome, the responsibility won't fall on your shoulders," Kevin asserted, rising promptly.

Though Zeke's standing in Capitalis might not be towering, his network and determination were formidable.

"Exercise caution," Sean warned, disinclined to involve himself further.

Kevin's dissatisfaction was palpable. "Your response seems overly fast," he rebuked.

Sean's response was unabashed. "If that's your take, then I'll just retire with my wife. Any questions?"

With a silent sigh, Kevin composed himself, patting Sean's shoulder resignedly. "Fine. If I require aid after your rest, remember to collect my remains."

"Isn't that rather excessive..." Abigail was rendered speechless.

Sean grinned and gently nudged Kevin, saying, "You should go."