Boom! The chandelier shattered onto the floor and silenced everyone in the villa.

The floor was covered in a bed of crystal shards, and among the crystalline sparkles, they saw a man standing there in a black coat.

He had a handsome face with exquisite features and an outstanding air of elegance around him.

That said, he was emitting an intense amount of killing intent, enough to make everyone there peed in their pants.

 

All because the gun was in his hand.

“If I hear anything from any one of you. This man dies next!” Sebastian pointed the gun towards the second floor.

His eyes red with blood lust as it gave everyone there goosebumps.

Hearing that, everyone upstairs immediately covered their mouths with their hands.

At that moment, Brandon heard Sebastian’s voice and quickly crawled out with his beat-up face. “Sebastian! It’s about time! Get up here!”

He was crying, even though he was more than twenty years old.

 

Sebastian’s eyes narrowed when he saw that. He had a dark expression on him as he hurried upstairs with the gun.

As expected, the situation was worse than he had imagined.

The room was in disarray. Chairs and vases smashed, shards of glass littered everywhere with blood all over the floor. It was so horrifying that even his pupils constricted, his eyes more crimson than it was a moment ago.

other hand, Sasha, though barely, just picked herself up from the floor. But when she saw those eyes, she actually

was supposed to

her at that particular moment was a godsend, and Sasha should be happy about

But she was not.

shocked, panicked, and fearful. Those feelings were so strong that they were able to overwhelm the pain

is he here now? Did he

in a whirlpool. Her head was going numb and

are you

words came out between his gritting teeth as he clenched his fist so tight that it

Sasha shuddered.

dropped into the depths of hell. She

and one thing only. Did he know about it from the start? Did he set this whole thing up so he

nothing more she could

I’m

angry gaze. He did not expect her to behave that

being awfully

I-I’m just admitting it to you so that it’s less of

felt the pressure rushing to her head. She needed

“So? You want me to kill

face went pale after hearing

be proud of

kill

was locked up for six years, suffered for six years. After all those years, she made the same mistake yet again. This time, if things went beyond repair,

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