The Rejected Son’s Road to Retribution

Chapter 24

Tyson stepped into the private room without a word. The sharp scent of alcohol hit him the moment the door opened, mingling with expensive perfume and a haze of electronic cigarette smoke that drifted lazily in the air.

Music played softly from a small speaker in the corner, too noisy to be called relaxing, too dull to be called a party.

A few people glanced his way when he appeared, but none seemed to care. They were too busy with their drinks, laughing aimlessly, ignoring the woman slumped over at the end of the glass table.

Anna.

Her hair was a mess, a few strands sticking to her flushed cheeks. In front of her sat an empty glass, and beside it, a nearly finished bottle.

Tyson stared at the scene for a moment before approaching, passing two men who chuckled under their breath and gave him hazy looks. He didn’t respond. Instead, he crouched down beside Anna and gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

“Anna,” he called quietly.

No response. Only a heavy exhale and the thick smell of a