“You fucking bastard. What the hell are you doing here?” She snapped at Devin.
“Did you come here to beg after causing a scene earlier? How dare you raise your filthy hands on my daughter and her deserving man?” She yelled at Devin. “Come on, you mean those two bitches?!” Devin calmly stated but was quickly interrupted by Sera. “You fucking clingy pest! Amanda must've been out of her goddamn mind to keep your ass around for so long. You should be on your knees thanking us for not letting you croak from hunger on the street. ” She walked closer to him, her anger palpable. “What the hell makes you think you can come here and harass us?” Sera glared at Devin furiously. If he dared to take even a single step forward, she'd make sure he'd regret it big time! “Madam, watch your words! It was Amanda who cheated on me! I'm the goddamn victim here!” Devin was at a loss for words. “Bullshit! Why the fuck can't she cheat?“ “You were just a pest in her life! A stigma to this family!“ ”is she just gonna be stuck with a piece of crap like you and live like a widow?!” Sera looked Devin up and down with visceral revulsion as if he were a walking contamination zone. “She's finally found a rich man to take care of her, and you want to pester her again?” She added and crossed her arms. Devin sighed while he shrugged his shoulders. “I came for what's mine. I'm not leaving until I find it,” Devin stated firmly. The bald bodyguard had checked the trash bin before they knocked but the necklace wasn't inside anymore. Someone had taken it. “Get the fuck out of my house!” Sera screamed and pushed Devin as hard as she could. Her knees gave way and she almost fell. “There's nothing for you in this house! Everything here belongs to Amanda.” “You're lucky I'm not pressing charges against you.” she continued. “You delayed my daughter for so long and we didn't even ask for compensation for wasting her time,” Sera yelled at Devin. Devin gritted his teeth as the angle of his face became more prominent. He had never expected that her whole family would be so shameless. “I bought this fucking house! I paid your family's fucking bills.” “And your daughter cheated me!” “It should be you motherfuckers, pay me back!!” Sera gasped in shock. She never thought that Devin could raise his voice at her. And the more she looked at him, the more she observed that he had changed. Something was different about him. Sera just couldn't put her finger on it. “You're nothing but a spineless sack of failure! What makes you think you're worthy to even breathe the same air as my daughter?” she pointed her finger at him. “Let me make this clear – you don't deserve to lick the dirt from Luther's boots! Throwing your worthless ass to the curb was the smartest damn decision Amanda's ever made!” Sera rolled her eyes. “Now, get out of here or I will call the police to kick you out!” Sera yelled again and attempted to shut the door in Devin's face. Devin scoffed contemptuously, done wasting breath on Sera's shameless trash. He shoulder-checked the door, steel-toed boots slamming toward the inner sanctum like a human battering ram. But then, when she moved her neck, Devin's eyes caught a glimpse of his mother's necklace. His eyes flared and he suddenly pushed the door back while she attempted to shut it. Sera gasped. “Give me that necklace. It's mine,” Devin said in a growl. “You must be insane. You're fucking crazy over money. This is my necklace,” she argued. The craftsmanship of this precious artifact alone screamed obscene wealth. No way in hell this belonged to Devin, the penniless cockroach. Even if by some cosmic mistake it did, anything found under her daughter's roof became blood-entitled property. Finders keepers, and she'd burn cities to keep it. “I won't ask the second time,” Devin told her. He took it a step further and stared at her with a sinister look in his eyes as if he was going to snap her neck and grab the necklace in the next second. Sera shuddered, she started waving her hands around and shouting for help. “Help me! Somebody help! He's trying to rob me!” She screamed out from the top of her voice. Footsteps approached from within the house and Amanda's younger brother Jim appeared. Jim was as useless as they came. He had no job, no direction in life, and constantly jumped from one party, drugs, and crime to another. He was involved in three break-ins, and Amanda had begged Devin to bail him out every time with his money. Devin had to do it because he loved her, but now he doesn’t. “What's happening here? Why is this scum here?” He called out to his mother and wrapped his arms around her. “That fucker is trying to steal my necklace!” Sera blurted out. Devin ignored Jim and looked straight at Sera. "I'll say this one last time. Give me back my mom's necklace. I don't want to make a big deal out of this." Devin repeated the words from earlier, but his tone was already quite cold. "Hey, how dare you talk to my mom like that!" Jim pointed his finger right at Devin's nose and started yelling, "Do you know who you are? You're nothing but a fucking dog at my sister's feet!" Devin frowned, and his eyes finally turned completely gloomy. Is this the quality of this family? Seeing that Devin didn't say anything, Jim thought the latter was scared and became even more brazen in his taunting. “Why the hell don't you get down on your knees and bark like a fucking dog?” Jim scoffed. “Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I'll fucking give you some money.” Devin still didn't say a word. But this time. He directly raised his hand and slapped Jim hard across the face as he was yelling.
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238. Petra thought she was going to self-combust as she ran. She didn’t even realise that she had started crying again as she shoved the heavy doors open with both of her hands, her chest heaving and she took large gulps of air. “Petra, wait!” Devin yelled behind her. She didn’t turn back. She didn’t want to see his face ever again, not after what he had done. Her bare feet hit the ground as she ran off and the guards bowed when she was passing but quickly moved aside silently when they saw how fast she was moving. Nobody dared stop her. Except Dreykov, that is. He ran after her. “Petra!” He called out, trying to grab her. “You can’t just—” “Don’t fucking touch me!” She snapped at him, turning around to glare at him with wild eyes. “Stay the hell away, Dreykov. All of you!” He froze a few steps away, hands raised. He looked back towards the doors where Devin stood in the shadows, watching. “Petra, listen to me.” Dreykov tried again. “No!” She screamed, her voice
Chapter 237
237. Petra was trying to take it all in, trying to register what the hell was happening. Blood was everywhere, on the floor, on the walls… on Devin's hands. She looked around, the ground seemed so close… it was then that she realised that she was kneeling in someone’s blood, and now the mess was on her too. She looked up. She had remembered seeing her father flung like a rag doll before she dropped to the ground. Was that a dream? Why did she feel like she was thinking underwater? Why did everything feel so unreal? She looked up, and sure as hell, her father was on the wall, pinned to it by a weapon. Her scream cut through the silence as she got up and ran to his body. "No! No, no, no papa!” She cried, reaching up to shake him with both of her hands. "Get up, please! Please get the fuck up! You bastard, you can't die on me now!" Her hands smeared more of his blood across his shirt as she tried to pull him down, but his head just lolled lifelessly and he didn’t even move an in
Chapter 236
236. “Devin.” Petra whispered, her throat dry. Devin was standing, staring outside, his kid clearly on other things. He had not heard his fiancée calling him. Petra, however, had a lot on her chest and needed to let her emotions out. “Devin!” That startled Devin a bit. “Yes, gorgeous?” He responded, still looking outside. She sighed, rubbing her forehead. “Devin, I can’t keep watching this shit. My father and Eva both keep circling you like wolves. They’re going to make their move any time soon, and if we don’t do something first, they’ll do great damage.” Devin took in a deep breath, nodding. Then he finally turned around to looked at her. “You do know what you’re doing, right? You’re asking me to go against your father.” “I’m asking you to trap him.” She said, shaking her head. “I honestly don’t know how else. I’m not saying kill him, I don’t want his blood on your hands, I don’t want my father dead, but he needs to be handled. Just stop him, restrain him. D
Chapter 235
235. Petra walked into her father’s living room, looking around the place. Nothing had changed save for their estrangement, and when she entered, she found him sitting on the edge of a leather chair with his papers spread out on the table and a glass of something in his hand. “Petra, my dear.” Her father said without looking up. “You came.” She folded her arms. “Of course I came. You asked me to.” He finally raised his head, looking at her with those stubborn eyes. “I’m glad you did, dear. Sit down, we need to talk about Devin.” Petra shook her head, lips pressing into a thin line. “I didn’t come here to listen to more of your bullshit about him. I came to warn you about this thing you’ve got going on.” He looked at her, wondering where she got the audacity to speak tp him like that. “Warn me? Against what? That boy? He’s nothing compared to what I have on my side.” Petra dropped onto the couch opposite him, glaring. “Dad, you don’t get it, do you? This war
Chapter 234
234. Petra's father was sitting stiffly on the edge of a long sofa, his hands clasped so tight that his knuckles had turned white. He was here out of desperation, a need to succeed at this, to beat that damned Stone boy at his own game. Across from him sat Kia's parents, both who still looked worn down by loss, their eyes hollow. He looked at them, thinking of how they looked like empty husks. He thought of Petra. Was this how it could be for him? No, he couldn't let anything happen to his only child. Kia's aunt clutched her rosary beads in the same manner a distraught English woman would clutch her pearls, and the quiet clicking of the beads together filled the empty silence. Eva stood near the window, looking outside. Mr Knight let out a breath and finally spoke. "God damn it." He muttered, shaking his head. "I still can't fucking believe this. Devin was connected to Kia's death? After everything that they had been through? I tried to tell myself it wasn't true, I wanted
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235.The silence lingered long after Eva was gone, a suffocating weight that pressed against the walls and seeped into Devin’s lungs. He could hear the faint drip of blood hitting the marble, each note a reminder of what had been stolen from him. His fingers flexed unconsciously, as if they still clutched Yvonne’s hand, though she was already beyond his reach.He forced himself to stand, muscles screaming, knees heavy. The hall looked different now—emptied of its grandeur, reduced to ruin. The chandeliers swayed faintly, shadows crawling across broken glass. In the wreckage, Devin saw more than a battlefield; he saw a graveyard. And in that moment, he realized that Yvonne’s death would echo far beyond this hall.The war Eva had promised wasn’t coming. It had already begun.⸻Marcus was waiting outside the doors, his back pressed against the wall, eyes wide and restless. The younger man flinched when Devin emerged, as though he expected to be struck. But Devin walked past him without a
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