I failed my mother and sister, Returned as a Billionaire

CHAPTER 7

Tyler's face was turning purple. The bravery was gone. The smirk was gone. Everything was gone except the animal instinct to keep breathing, and that instinct won.

"Olivia gave her to them," he choked out, each word leaking through the gap Kevin allowed between his fingers. "Her and Damon. They sent her as a gift. There is an executive from Harvard Company, the one handling the investment deal. They delivered Lily to him. She is at the Diamond Club right now. The private lounge on the top floor."

Kevin's hand tightened.

"We told them not to," Tyler gasped, his voice cracking into a whine. "But even if you go there it does not matter. You cannot touch those people. They are Harvard Company. They will destroy you. They will destroy your whole family. You are walking into your own grave, bro, I swear to God."

Kevin released his throat and Tyler crumpled to the floor, gagging and coughing and curling into himself like a worm on hot pavement.

Kevin looked down at him for one long, still second. Then he lifted his foot and brought it down.

The sound of both of Tyler's legs breaking came almost at the same time, one after the other, like two dry sticks snapped across a knee. Tyler's scream ripped through the house so loud the windows seemed to rattle in their frames.

"MY BABY!" Mrs. Reed threw herself over her son's body, her hands fluttering over his twisted legs without knowing where to land. "YOU MONSTER! YOU BROKE HIS LEGS! LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO HIM!"

"He is lucky I left him breathing." Kevin's voice carried no heat in it at all. It was flat. Empty. The voice of a man who had already moved past this room in his mind. "Next time either of you touches my family, I will not stop at the legs."

"You are DEAD, Kevin Hale!" Mrs. Reed was shaking so hard her teeth clicked together between words. "When Olivia hears about this, when Damon hears about this, they will bury you. They will bury you so deep no one will ever find the bones."

"Call them." Kevin picked his mother up again and turned toward the front door. "Call every person you know. Tell them exactly what happened here tonight. Tell them Kevin Hale is back, and he remembers everything."

Tyler was sobbing into the marble floor, both hands gripping his own thighs above the breaks, his face a mess of blood and tears and snot. "You're insane," he choked. "You're completely insane. They will kill you for this."

Kevin did not look back.

The sound of helicopter blades was already chopping through the air above the rooftop. 

A medical team in white uniforms was running across the lawn toward him with a stretcher and equipment that looked like it belonged in an operating room, not an ambulance. 

The Royal Hospital logo was printed across every jacket.

The lead doctor reached him first, a gray-haired man with steady hands and the kind of face that belonged behind a podium at an international medical conference. He took one look at Kevin's mother and the color left his cheeks.

"How long has she been in this condition?"

"Days. Maybe longer." Kevin's jaw worked under his skin. "Nobody fed her. Nobody changed her bandages. Nobody even moved her off that floor."

The doctor's expression tightened into something close to disgust. "We will stabilize her in the air. I have already called ahead. The VIP ward is being prepared as we speak."

Kevin placed his mother on the stretcher and held her hand for three seconds, pressing his thumb against her knuckles the way she used to press hers against his when he was small and afraid of the dark.

"Take her now. I want the best surgeon in that building standing beside her bed by the time she arrives. If anything happens to her, I will shut that hospital down brick by brick."

The lead doctor nodded so fast his glasses nearly fell off his face. "Yes, sir. Absolutely, sir. We will treat her as our highest priority patient."

"Mom." Kevin leaned close to her ear as the medical team fastened the straps around her. "I have to go get Lily. But I will be there when you open your eyes. I promise."

Her fingers twitched against his, just once, a tiny movement that could have been involuntary but felt like the only answer she had the strength to give.

The helicopter lifted off and carried her into the sky, and Kevin watched it until it became a small dark shape against the clouds.

Then he turned toward the street.

Behind him, through the broken front door, Mrs. Reed was already screaming into her phone, her voice cracking and pitching higher with every word.

"Olivia, pick up! Pick up the phone right now! That animal broke Tyler's legs, both of them, and he is coming for you next. He has lost his mind completely. He is heading for the Diamond Club… Call Damon or  Call security…RIGHT NOW!"

Tyler dragged himself across the floor with both arms, leaving a smear of blood on the white marble, and the only word he could get out between sobs was "please" over and over again to a mother who could not help him any more than she had helped the woman rotting in her storage room.

“This Bastard will be taught a lesson by them. He has invited himself to death.” Mrs. reed said angrily, and she was sure that Kevin will not come back alive to that powerful man.