“Regarding this matter, I’ve already explained it to your father and Trent. The treasure map was stolen several years ago, and its whereabouts remain unknown,” Hector said.
“Uncle Hector, it sounds suspicious if you put it that way.” Dylan grabbed a banana and casually peeled it. “The treasure map is a precious item. You’ve deemed it more valuable than your own life. How would you let someone steal it? Are you sure you didn’t secretly hide it for yourself?”
“Are you doubting me? Where’s your evidence?” Hector furrowed his brows
“Uncle Hector, the day has eyes, and the night has ears. We all know the truth.” Dylan took a bite of the banana and grinned. “As your nephew, I advise you to consider handing it over soon. Otherwise, no one can guarantee that today’s events won’t repeat themselves.”
Everybody’s faces fell when they heard that. Especially Natasha, as her anger flared up.
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