The Ashbourne Family Strikes Back
Dario look Steffan with dead eyes and said in cold tone.
"Steffan, no need to explain. Whatever you have to say, tell it to the King of Hell."
His voice was calm, almost frighteningly so.
There was no trace of hesitation left in his eyes. The trust he had placed in Steffan had completely shattered. Every promise, every confident assurance, every word spoken over the past few days now sounded like nothing more than lies.
The entire living room fell silent.
Even the air seemed to freeze.
Zyan Ashbourne stood beside his father with clenched fists, the rope marks still visible around his wrists. Felberta Ashbourne's beautiful face had turned icy cold as she watched Steffan without blinking. White Ghost quietly took half a step back, instinctively sensing that a battle was about to erupt.
Dario Ashbourne roared command his guards and the bodyguards in the house, who had been eyeing them fiercely, pounced to take action.
"Take them down!"
