Victor's POV.

"Sir! We have the person you ask for." My men informed me on the phone as I headed towards the place where they had brought him.

During the last three days, Linda and I had never once gone back to home. She stayed seated beside her daughter's bed hoping that she might open her eyes anytime soon but to no avail.

Whilst I was spending all my time in search of those bloody killers who tried to take my precious daughter's life. And today I might know the person who was behind this.

Stepping on the gas paddle, I headed towards my office at full speed. I entered the building and headed straight to the office. A bodyguard opened the door as I went in and sat on the chair in front.

"So, Mr. Harold! What you have to say for yourself?" My eyes darting at the person sitting in front of me. He gulped as sweat beads formed on his forehead. His black eyes showing the fear in them and his face clearly expressing it. He was surrounded by my two men on each side and he had no way to escape.

"Sir! I- I swear, I hadn't done anything. Please, I-"

"Shut the fuck up!" I barked as he flinched.

"Not done anything? Then why a car from your showroom was spotted there? Why my daughter was hit by it? Answer me!"

My anger was getting out of control and god knows, how I was trying to calm myself down a bit. All I wanted was to rip his throat apart and made her die the death he planned for my princess.

"Sir! I don't know. Si-Sir! I-I swear! I had nothing to do with it. It w-was hired by someone." His voice trembling with fear and I don't know if it was just an act or it was the truth.

"Who?"

I swore if it was someone from the Emiliano group then they had dug up their own grave. And I would be sure to give them a good funeral.

"It was someone from The Ashton Group. I don't know more. Please! Pardon my life." He begged as my eyes widened on the name of this group.

I didn't know any enemy by this name and I was sure that it'd be those fucking Emilianos but it turned out to be someone else. Now the question was who were they?

I nodded and motioned my men to take him out. They nodded and holding his arms took him out of my office while I tried to remember any group with this name. I have encountered many enemies but no one by this name.

"Roger! Search about it."

"Yes!"

"And also keep an eye on him," I ordered as he nodded and left.

I placed my head on the back of the chair as my eyes staring the ceiling. My mind running wild as my jaw tightened and the beast inside me was growling to be released.

I closed my eyes to calm myself a bit as my precious girl's face came flashing in front of my face arousing the beast in me.

I groaned and standing up, left the office. I headed towards my training room to unleash this anger. I entered the room and taking the gun, started shooting the targets in front. I wanted to shoot that bastard down who was responsible for my daughter's condition.

Then the doctor's word ringed against my eardrums.

If she didn't respond for a week then I am sorry.

"Damn it! Fuck!" I growled as I emptied the pistol on the target in front.

Taking another, I shoot those figurines standing as targets, considering them as the person who was responsible for all of this. The phone rang in my jacket's pocket.

"What?" I breathed heavily picking up the ringing phone.

"Sir! All information is collected." Roger reported and my jaw tightened.

"Bring it in my office." With that, I hung up.

I entered my office to see Roger standing there with the file in his hand. I nodded as he bowed his head and placing the file on the table, he stood aside.

Taking my seat, I looked through the file. The Ashton Group wasn't any Mafia or mob group nor it was some kind of underground group. But instead, it was a famous company who deals in sports. The company was owned by Sam Ashton, a multi-billionaire and had companies all over Europe. He was a filthy rich billionaire with a lot of property and his sports brand was known all over the world.

His group had nothing to do with us mafia people but then why he tried to kill my daughter? We had never encountered and we don't know each other than why.

This whole situation was new to me and it was making me confused. I wasn't expecting it to be some famous normal citizen. I was sure that it would be one of the mafia groups or underground illegal groups but I was wrong.

But now that doesn't mean I'd be easy on them. They had called their on death and I'd be to sure greet them well. They had messed with the wrong family and I don't care who they were or what status they had. I just knew now, they won't be able to survive.

"Ruin this family, not a single thing must be left of them. Confiscate their properties, make their company fall in despair." I ordered, gritting my teeth.

"Sir! We have to only ruin them or kill them?" He asked as I thought for a while and then a smirk came on my lips.

"Not now. Just ruin them. Bankrupt them and make sure they beg for their own death. They have dug up their own grave."

"Yes, sir!"

"And one more thing, after they do bankrupt, make them suffer what they made my family suffer," I ordered looking, at his family picture in the file.

"Make his daughter suffer from all of that from which my daughter is suffering."

"Yes, Sir!"

I smirked, my beast slightly at calm knowing that the revenge had just started. They had messed with the greatest Mafia Empire and now they would pay. He tried to kill my daughter and now it was my turn to make him suffer.

An evil smirk plastered on my face as I read her daughter's name.

Hadley Ashton.

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Oh my God!

Does that name ring a bell?

So who exactly tried to murder Ella?

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