" My actions are my responsibilty, who are you to burden my son, Once I am successful my son will live my dynasty. This knight enterprises will be mine and my family". Zack grunted " If you were successful still you would have brought misery to your son. This success would have eaten him alive, yes you are right your son will live your dynasty
He will live as a traitors son till the day he die even if we will never brand him your action branded his soul to eternal misery. You yourself with your very own hand force fed him all the misery and shame. But don't worry even if he is your son I will never let him feel ashamed and all your crime will be washed away by your blood".
Brandon snarled " you yourself blew up your arsenal compound, do you think all senior members will let it pass. Even if you kill me your name will be down the drain too. Then I have my people put up a proposal to let my son be the head and finally the Rogue family will have their name as the leader of the Knight enterprises. I will have no shame in accepting my demise because my son and my brother will live their life with what they deserve".
Zack laughed " you think that was the arsenal compound when it never was. As you will die tonight let me share with you. That compound was a gateway to main arsenal compound. It was a mere decoy to find vermin like you and see my ancestors long thought out plan finally succeeded". Outside it was about to daybreak and finally it all came to an end. Brandon was captured and imprisoned for treason. Birdie was still under shock because of his father's betrayal. He took the first flight to the main Knight family house.
It was a gloomy day a lone man stood at the main gate of the house on his knees it was pouring outside. Margaret Knight looked outside the window at the lonely boy who looked so drained that she could feel his will of strength that supported him to sit there on his knees. She huffed cursing at her stubborn fool of husband for letting the poor boy suffer
She opened his study with the bang where Patriarch Knight was enjoying his first morning tea. She growled " William Harrington Knight bring that poor boy inside right now".
Old Man Patriarch that was what he was always called about and when his wife used his full name he knew he was in trouble. He huffed " Margie I never punished the boy, he is punishing himself. How can I bring him inside when he himself is unwilling". Margaret huffed " don't try to act like an innocent puppy. I know you inside out my dear husband, you could have helped him on his guilty but you let him experience all the misery. Now order your men to bring that boy inside".