The Divorce Prescription

Bob nodded. He said with a tone full of respect, "Good to see you, Cobra. This is my son-in-law, Declan, the one I told you about."

Declan met Cobra's gaze without a hint of emotion. "Hello, Cobra."

Cobra's gaze swept over Declan from above as he asked, "So, you're Bob's son- in-law?"

Declan nodded. "Yes, I am."

As Cobra looked at him from head to toe, he suddenly said, "You looked familiar. Have we met before?"

Bob chuckled. "Cobra, you must be joking. How could Declan have ever met someone like you? Maybe he just resembles someone you know."

Cobra thought for a moment, then fixed his gaze on Declan. "Declan, you look a lot like a narcotics officer I once knew."

At the mention of those words, Bob's expression changed. "Cobra, are you talking about that guy?"

"That's right! Years ago, that man came under my wing, and I immediately saw his potential. He was capable, sharp, and even saved my life once. Not only did I admire him, I treated him like my brother. But he lied to me!"

As Cobra spoke of the past, his eyes burned with pure hatred. "He had a purpose for getting close to me. He wanted me dead. He was nothing but an undercover cop! Because of him, I suffered massive losses. I nearly died at his hands. This scar on my face? That was his parting gift!"

Suddenly, Cobra let out a smug, twisted laugh. "So what? In the end, he lost. That day, I had ten kids from a nearby elementary school kidnapped. I knew he would try to save them, and he did.

"Guess what? I burned him alive. I made sure he could never reclaim his identity as a narcotics officer. I branded him as a drug dealer instead and condemned him to live under that name. I wanted him to see the very people he once saved cursing his name. He wanted to be a hero, didn't he? I ensured that he would be a laughing stock in everyone's eyes!."

Hearing those words, Declan's hands clenched into fists at his sides.

That man was his father.

His father had been an undercover narcotics officer, but the world called him a drug dealer. After his death, everyone cursed his name.

Declan, Pamela, and Aileen were condemned as the family of a criminal and was shunned by society.

However, none of them ever lost faith.

Now, he was finally standing before Cobra, the man he swore to kill with his own hands.

Bob had heard the stories too. That man had crippled the Varshan drug trade or 30 years, becoming a thorn de that was never

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Bob chuckled. "Cobra, don't get so worked up. That man is long dead."

Cobra studied Declan, his gaze sharp and calculating. "Declan, you really do look just like him."noveldrama

Declan's face remained unreadable. He asked with a calm expression, "What exactly do I look like?"

Cobra replied, "Your gaze! It's just like this-unyielding!"

Declan forced a faint smile. "But I'm not him."

Bob chuckled. "That's right, Cobra. Declan is my son-in-law, and I have great faith in him. I plan to han my entire

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Cobra looked as if he wanted to say something, but before he could, the distant

wail of police sirens cut through the air.

The two men in black rushed in in an instant. They panicked as they said, "Not good! The cops are here!"

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As Cobra shot to his feet, his expression changed instantly. the hell did they find me? No one knew my location! Who leaked it?"

As he spoke, he looked toward Bob and Declan. "It was you guys!"

Bob hurriedly shook his head and said, "It wasn't me! Cobra, I've been loyal to

you for years, and I would never work with the cops!"

"If not you... then it's you!" He responded, pointing at Declan.