Chapter 511. It’s Still Too Early To Say Who Will Win

Zeke stared Samir down, eyes burning, but said nothing. Samir turned his head, his voice low and icy.

“Zeke, listen carefully,” he said.

“The boss has known from the start that you’re not his biological son. He knew before you were even born.

I am his real son. His blood runs in my veins.

Well? Shocking enough for you?”

A twisted, triumphant smile spread across Samir’s face.

Zeke’s eyes widened in disbelief. Then he shook his head furiously. “That’s impossible! Who are you trying to fool?”

“Why would I lie to you?” Samir scoffed. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for this day? I’ve lived my life in the shadows as the illegitimate son. Only after the boss completely gave up on you could I finally rise.”

Zeke’s eyes flickered. Now that Samir had said it out loud, he could no longer ignore the resemblance. Samir’s features bore a noticeable similarity to Zorro’s. As for himself—he had never looked like Zorro at all.

He even remember