Two big men crushed Harry's body, so that it could be clearly seen Harry spitting blood from his lips. Harry seemingly wanted to scream, but he restrained when the men started playing on his body. The men were standing on Harry's body, making their massive weight weigh down on Harry, which badly hurts. This man must weigh over one hundred kilograms.

They were very heavy and over time, Harry was getting weaker by the second. Harry tried to think in order to escape from the two men, until the sound of footsteps made the two big men distance themselves from Harry.

Harry hurriedly rose from his prone position. Harry sat leaning back on the edge of his bed. Harry's breath was uneven. Blood was clearly visible on the corner of his lips. Harry looked up, staring at the man who had just arrived.

It was John Styles.

"Hi, Harry." John said as if nothing had happened to Harry. Harry growled and without even hesitation, he got up and was about to lunge at John, but Harry had felt a hard blow to his stomach which had been already in immense pain. Harry spitted our blood again.

"Enough. You're too harsh on him. Don't hurt him again." John gave a flat command when one of the men wanted to hit Harry again. What the actual hell? John hired these big men with extra strength to hurt Harry?

John leaned down and squatted in front of Harry, who was sitting on floor, so that he could come face-to-face with the youngest son of his most hated brother, Des.

John smiled sarcastically. "So, what have you found about your father's case, Harry? I know you're smart. You must have known everything by now."

"Y-you. . . you. . . killed. . . my father!" Harry spoke within his short breaths. His stomach hurts when he talks. But he didn't want to just stay quiet. John smiled wider.

"Yes. I did kill your father. And you clearly know the reason behind, right? It's because I want Styles Enterprise to fall fully into my hands, or to my descendants. Not only into your father's hands and their descendants, namely: you." John cupped Harry's face roughly. Harry chuckles.

"That's because you're stupid! Grandma knows better, she knows which ones are better suited to manage the company!"

John shuts up and his hand just jerked at Harry's face. "Are you sure Grandma just gave you that position? Of course not, Harry. Did you forget that if something happens to your father that made him unable to work as he should at Styles Enterprise, I would be the one to replace him. But what happened? After I finally got rid of Des. Grandma knew everything. She knew that I made the accident. Grandma knows that I had the intention to kill Des. Until finally it happened, Grandma didn't want an investigation because later, if the police finds out how Des got killed, I'll kill her. Therefore, as a penance. Grandma gave you the Styles Enterprise into your own hands."

Harry is silent while his breathing was still uneven.

"Do you still remember when I replaced you temporarily because you suffered a mental breakdown just because of the girlfriend who is now your wife? When you're in a mess, you wouldn't be able to control the Styles Enterprise and that's where I always have the trust to replace you." John continued.

"Therefore, I'm trying to make a plan that can finally destroy you once and for good, this time you'll be so broken that you couldn't be repaired anymore, so that I can finally take control of the company. My initial plan was when I asked Adam to approach Taylor. Adam liked Taylor since he first landed his eyes on her. I gave my son the chance to approach the girl he adored so much." Harry's hand clenched when he heard John's words.

"But my plan failed because of Adam's stupid promise to you. Adam betrayed me. He betrayed his own father. He didn't even want to follow my orders and he threatened me not to disturb your relationship with Taylor. And I did it. I didn't interfere with your relationship with Taylor until then. You see, Harry, my son has a good heart, but I didn't had one."

"And then my plans changed. I know you love your sister very much. Therefore, I asked Sam to rape her and just leave her after that. Sam loves Gemma dearly, however, on the other hand, he also needs the money, who knows why. So he joined my game." John took a breath and sighed A smile reappeared on his lips. "Emily also joined this game of mine because she was disappointed in you for what you did to her first."

Harry's hand had really clenched into a fists. His were eyes flashing and were bloodshot. Harry immediately lunged at John and hit his uncle until fresh blood flowed from John's nose. Harry wanted to hit John again, but John's hired men  stopped him and hit him hard. Harry didn't know why he could be so weak right now. These men are no match for him. They're too strong and too much. And John hired about five people to work together to hurt Harry.

One of the men locked Harry's arm while pulling Harry's hair, making Harry's head look up. Then, a punch landed on Harry's stomach, Harry returned to spotting out  blood. They kept repeating their actions, until Harry was really frail. He was running out of energy and he was bleeding badly. His body felt crushed. The man who locked Harry's arm let Harry go, so Harry just fell on the floor. Harry's eyes were still open, but it felt heavy and it was a struggle for him to keep them open.

John stood up. His hand wiped the blood that had come out of his nose, due to Harry's punch. John glared at Harry's helpless body as he said to his men, "Take him to the pool."

One man grabs Harry's right hand while the other man grabs Harry's left hand. John walked outside first, while two of his men followed him while dragging Harry along. The rest walked behind Harry's dragged body. They walked in the Styles's magnificent house, it was strangely calm and quiet and it was as if no one was there to see them.

"I won't kill Grandma because she's old and she'll die soon enough. And what about your mother and sister? Oh yes, I didn't got to tell you that Marge and I got a divorce, so maybe, I'll marry your mother instead."

John's words made Harry slightly raise his head. John glanced at Harry who was still conscious.

"Calm down, lad. They're safe. I gave them vacation tickets to Paris for a few days. And when they arrive here, they'll get to see your dead corpse floating on the pool."

They reached the edge of the pool. Harry's breath got caught in his throat. John really wants to kill him. Harry couldn't control not move his body anymore at this time. If John really throws him into the pool, how can Harry possibly survive when his body is in a state like this? Harry closed his eyes. He couldn't imagine that this is probably where the chapter in his life ends.

"In this way, I wouldn't have to deal with you anymore, and you finally get out of the picture for good. Goodbye, Harry. Tell my brother that I still hate him, would you?"

John chuckled before gesturing to the two of his men who had dragged Harry. Both of them lifted Harry's body and just threw his body into the pool. Harry didn't know what to do when his body seemed to be slowly drowning  deeper into water. He couldn't feel his body anymore.

"I love you, Tay."

Harry uttered his last and final sentence as best as he could, until his eyes completely closed.