At this moment, Howard Rothschild's mind was teetering on the edge of collapse, his sanity hanging by a thread.
Despite his people's meticulous efforts to clean up the scene and hide Hank and the others, awaiting their chance to flee overseas and escape the impending storm, Howard couldn't shake off the overwhelming sense of despair. He had poured his heart and soul into the search for the Four Treasures of the Study, enduring immense public pressure in the process. Yet, he had come up empty-handed.
Not finding the treasure would have been bearable on its own. But he had also unwittingly entangled himself in a life-or-death struggle with the Warriors Den.
If the Warriors Den managed to deceive the world and reclaim the Four Treasures of the Study, then perhaps these sins would not have been in vain. But if they failed to locate the treasure and sought revenge on him, Howard would truly wish for death.
The torment of the past few days had sent his blood pressure skyrocketing. His personal doctor, after examining him, had strongly recommended blood pressure medication and sufficient rest to alleviate the strain on his body and reduce the risk of sudden death. But Howard feared missing any news about the Warriors Den and the Four Treasures of the Study. Sleep eluded him, leaving him with no choice but to rely on the medication and push through.
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