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Miguel sat in his office watching on his laptop his handy work. It's been one week since he started wrecking havoc in the lives of the Russos and it has been a chaotic week for them.

He has done a lot of things to them and he had more up his sleeves. He has been so sleek with the way he has been going about it that they don't even suspect he is the one behind what is going on, instead he has been setting things to seem like it's Russo's enemies who are behind it, and he has been going about looking in the wrong places.

The good thing is that the old bastard is too proud to come to him for help in finding out who is doing this to him.

A smile curled Miguel's lips as he thought of his next move. If he goes through with it then Russo would be going down and it will only take the grace of God to save him. And God doesn't help men like Russo.