Holland West pleads
Author: Jericho Chase
last update2026-08-06 23:58:40

Bruce's blood ran cold. His hands tightened into fists beneath the table, but he kept his voice steady. "You would kill me?"

The silence that followed was deafening. The Dominic family exchanged glances until finally, Daniel let out a long, weary sigh.

"Your grandfather despised the Shepherd family so deeply," Daniel said slowly, "that when he found out you existed, he made us swear an oath to kill you if you ever came looking for us."

Peter slammed his fist against the table, rattling the dish
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