I See through Everything

Old Gao said nothing, instead leaning back on the sofa with his eyes closed, quietly waiting for something.

Half an hour later.

His nephew, Gao Siwen, arrived silently at the villa.

"Is it done?"

"It’s done, Uncle!"

"Then show him."

The unease in Jiang Anye’s heart grew more intense.

Gao Siwen took out his phone, played a video, and then held the screen in front of Jiang Anye.

On the screen, a BMW driving down the road was suddenly boxed in by two large trucks from the front and back, instantly crushing it into a pile of scrap metal.

"No!" Jiang Anye let out a blood-curdling scream, his eyes feeling as if they would split apart as tears burst forth.

"Send him on his way."

The old man got up and walked toward the door without looking back.

Jiang Anye roared hysterically, "You’ll die a horrible death! You fucking cuckold! You impotent old bastard! I’ll be waiting for you in hell!"

"I don’t have many years left anyway. Curse all you want." At that moment, the old man’s heart felt nothing but a vast, hollow loneliness.

Gao Siwen gave a wave of his hand. A few of his men instantly understood and quickly began to coordinate, each taking on a task.

They pressed Jiang Anye’s hand onto a power strip.

BZZZT... As the current surged through him, Jiang Anye’s body convulsed. The palm of his hand began to char. He then fell unconscious; his breathing stopped, and his heart gave out.

They removed his electrocuted hand and untied the ropes binding him. Then, they picked up a nearby kettle of freshly boiled water and poured it over his hand, masking the rope marks on his wrist with a scald.

The others, wearing gloves and shoe covers, cleaned the entire house, inside and out. Finally, a man of similar height and weight to Jiang Anye put on his shoes and walked through the villa one more time.

After erasing all traces, Gao Siwen and his men departed as silently as they had come.

All the traffic surveillance cameras along the way had been shut down for "sudden maintenance" that day.

「The next day.」

Xie Xiaowei was completely stunned after a phone call.

’How is that possible? The boss is dead?’

He recalled that ever since he returned from the mainland, a series of accidents had plagued the company one after another. A growing sense of terror filled his heart.

Jiang Anye’s sudden death left the entire Anye Company leaderless.

The other minority shareholders of the company quickly banded together, preparing to devour the entirety of Anye Company’s assets.

Xie Xiaowei, as Jiang Anye’s trusted confidant, had no intention of stepping forward. He had originally planned to seek help from Su Nanlei, but he had just heard that Su Nanlei and Gao Siqi had been in a car accident the previous evening. Both mother and son had died at the scene.

Xie Xiaowei knew that Su Nanlei was Jiang Anye’s secret lover and that Gao Siqi was his illegitimate son. He instantly sensed something was wrong. It was all too coincidental—a coincidence so perfect it sent a chill down his spine.

Now, Xie Xiaowei didn’t dare to make a single reckless move.

He paced restlessly at home, unable to settle. But when he thought of how Jiang Anye had once saved his life, he still made an international call.

RING... RING...

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Madam, it’s me, Big Xie."

"Oh, it’s you! What’s wrong?"

"Madam, the Master passed away last night."

"..." After a moment, she said, "I’m coming back immediately."

"No, Madam! You and the Young Master must not come back! Please, hear me out..." Xie Xiaowei recounted the events of the past few days, along with his own suspicions. He ended with a solemn warning: "Madam, you must not come back. The consequences will be unimaginable if you do."

"He sinned! He sinned! He brought this on himself!" The woman on the other end sobbed and cursed. After a while, she spoke again, "I understand. I don’t want to have anything to do with the Jiang Family’s affairs anymore."

"Take care, Madam."

After hanging up, Xie Xiaowei knew he had done all he could. If she still couldn’t see the situation for what it was, then she would have to fend for herself.

Watching the wall clock, TICK... TOCK... each passing second seemed to warn him that he was running out of time.

He knew his own limitations. Although he had earned over three million relying on Jiang Anye over the years, after expenses, he had about 2.39 million Hua Yuan left.

That amount of money was nowhere near enough to immigrate to East Japan, Australia, or Maple Country. It was pure wishful thinking, not to mention he didn’t speak English.

After mulling it over for half an hour, he finally made up his mind. He had no intention of staying. He would take his family and fly to Min Nan overnight to seek refuge with a distant relative from his hometown.

After all, in his eyes, no matter how powerful the Gao Family was, they were just big fish in the small pond of southern Great Ryukyu. If he fled directly to the mainland, their reach surely couldn’t extend that far.

Old Gao, who was already preparing to systematically purge the Jiang Family and Anye Company, heard about Xie Xiaowei’s overnight flight to the mainland. He found himself thinking a bit more highly of the man; knowing when to make a timely retreat was a form of wisdom.

Since the man had left, Old Gao wouldn’t pursue him relentlessly. After all, his reach didn’t extend that far.

...

Over the past few nights, Jiang Miao had taken the time to watch this spectacular drama unfold.

At the same time, he’d also casually helped himself, transferring the tens of millions of US Dollars Jiang Anye had stored in an anonymous overseas account into a secret anonymous account of his own.

Anyway, Jiang Anye was dead now, so the money was effectively unclaimed. Rather than letting some foreign bank profit from it, he might as well put it to good use.

「Meanwhile.」

Jin Yuanji of West Yuan Group had also received news of Jiang Anye’s accidental death and the chaos within Anye Company.

Inside an aquaculture farm near Busan, Jin Yuanji rubbed his temples. "What are your thoughts on this matter?"

The few executives present looked at one another, at a loss for words.

After a few minutes, a young man with a somber expression spoke up, "President, why don’t we take this opportunity to swallow up Jiang’s share? The contract was signed with Jiang in his personal capacity. Now that he’s dead, we can simply deny the contract ever existed."