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Chapter 1242 Who would let a disabled man inherit the Nixons? Emerald's expression shifted slightly as she gritted her teeth. "Why not?" "Even if you're willing, the other members of the Nixons wouldn't be," Brian retorted. Before his accident, many had already criticized his lack of ability and opposed him inheriting the family business. Now that he'd lost a leg, those people were even less likely to let him take over. No matter how hard he worked from now on, he would never inherit the Nixons. Emerald's face darkened.

"It's normal for others to give up on you, but if you give up on yourself, that's it-you'll be beyond saving." With that, she stopped talking and turned to leave. Watching her go, Brian subconsciously clenched the blanket in his hands. He didn't want to give up on himself, but the situation was forcing him to. The more he thought about it, the darker his mood became. ... Emerald returned to her study. It wasn't long before Filipe knocked and entered. "Madam, Mr. Salter is here." Emerald's gaze went cold, and she stood up, heading out. She soon reached the hall.

George stood there, with a disheveled, bound Darcy at his feet. Darcy's eyes flared with anger the moment he saw her. "Emerald, I've lost everything. What else do you want from me?!" Emerald walked over to the sofa and coldly replied, "Lost everything? I haven't settled the score with you for causing Brian's accident." Darcy's face turned pale at her words. "What are you talking about? I don't understand. Brian's accident had nothing to do with me!" "Whether it's related or not doesn't depend on your word.

Since Brian lost his leg because of that crash, how about you pay him back with one of yours?" Emerald taunted. Darcy's eyes widened in shock. "No! Emerald! You can't do this!" Emerald turned to George. "You know what to do." Without sparing Darcy another glance, she stood up and walked out. Darcy's furious, terrified screams echoed behind her, but she acted as if she hadn't heard, striding away. By the time her figure disappeared from sight, Darcy's eyes gradually filled with fear. George motioned to his men, speaking coldly. "Break his left leg, then dump him somewhere.

Whether he survives is up to his luck." Content Belongs to FindNovel.net It was winter, and the temperature was below freezing. After his leg was broken, Darcy's chances of survival were slim. Darcy was dragged away by George's men, and a scream soon echoed from outside. Brian had been staring at the ceiling in his bedroom, lost in thought, when the scream interrupted his train of thought. He furrowed his brow and called for a maid. "What was that scream about?" The maid shook her head. "Mr. Nixon, I'm not sure. I'll ask Filipe." She took out her phone and dialed Filipe.

After a quick conversation, she looked at Brian and said, "Mr. Nixon, Madan ordered Mr. Salter to bring Darcy back, and they just broke Darcy's leg Brian narrowed his eyes and extended his hand. "Give me your phone." The maid hesitated but handed it over. Brian spoke into the phone. "Why break Darcy's leg? Is my accident related to him?"