Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 8 You Bastard

The scent of blood was strong and pungent. Rachel, who had never witnessed a murder and was pregnant, covered her mouth, feeling nauseated.

The bodyguards quickly came in, swiftly dragging the corpse away, while the servants nervously approached, mopping up the blood from the floor with a trembling hands. Finally, they sprayed air freshener to mask the remaining odor before considering the task complete.

Elvis hugged Rachel gently, patting her back to comfort her.

Raymond chuckled.

With the removal of his elder nephew and what remained of his brother's children on the verge of death, Raymond would be in charge from now on.

He sneered at his younger siblings, "Ashlee, if you want to send them to the hospital, go ahead."

His casual tone chilled their hears in fear.

Ashlee tightened her clenched fist resolutely. No, nothing bad could have happened to Sylvester and Charlie with certainty. She took a step forwards to announce the same when an echoing tone interrupted, seemed half mocking and half smiling.

"How lively."

The words were ice-cold, piercing through everyone's ears, devoid of any warmth, and mixed with an inexplicable cruelty. Much like Ashlee's entrance in their family home, everyone froze and turned to look outside to see a crowd approaching.

Geoff and Michael, each accompanied by a team of bodyguards, rushed in, splitting to surround the bodyguards already inside. The two tall me remained at the doorway, bowing respectfully towards the entrance as their boss and friend approached.

figure storming toward his uncle, his expression carrying a terrifying

face covered by a blanket which

Gang's assassin deal with him? How did this little bastard Sylvester survive, only to appear here

smell stirred the girl who shifted in Sylvester's arms. Her delicate fingers unconsciously scratched at his chest, showing signs of

to look at her without lingering in the living room, carrying her

to the tension in the room. It seemed they couldn't

husband's ear, nervously asking, "Raymond, what do we do

a calm gaze and said, "Don't worry, we

her with

his hands in his pockets and, head slightly lowered, an intense aura of pressure surrounded him, sending chills down people's spines. He sat on the

mercy, even to family.

a killer to deal with

casually, Raymond immediately put on a smile. "Sylvester, you found

eerily, as he smirked." You suddenly

"Of course, I want you to find the Divine Doctor so that you and Charlie can

renowned Gomez clan, they naturally hoped for

but I did find someone else while searching." Sylvester raised

but clearly lifeless. Raymond's face turned dark as he observed the lifeless form. Sylvester stared at Raymond and sighed, "The Wolf Gang's killer for hire. It turns out his marksmanship is

smile uglier than crying. "Sylvester, you must be joking.

still relaxed. He habitually twirled the dragon ring on his left hand with his right thumb and index finger. Raymond's eyes were drawn to the jewelry denoting his leadership of the Dragon Gang. Sylvester spoke to the room. "It seems Raymond is getting old and his memory isn't too good." His eyes darted back to his

his hand, and Michael grabbed Raymond by the hair, dragging his trembling form to kneel