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.

his uncle, his expression carrying a terrifying façade of the wickedness that lay

her face covered by a blanket which obscured

Didn't the Wolf Gang's assassin deal with

smell stirred the girl who shifted in Sylvester's arms. Her delicate fingers

in the

tension in the

close to her husband's ear,

calm gaze and said, "Don't worry, we will have to

bed, covered her with a blanket, then turned and headed

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 sofa, reclining slightly, casually resting his hand on the armrest, causing Raymond to tremble under this

his was incredibly ruthless, never showing mercy, even to

a killer to deal with

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

his amber eyes staring eerily, as he smirked." You suddenly seem to care

and rubbed his hands together nervously. "Of course, I want you to find the Divine Doctor so that you and Charlie can receive

react. As members of the renowned Gomez clan, they naturally hoped for

"Unfortunately, I couldn't find the Divine Doctor, but I did find someone else while searching." Sylvester raised his hand, and the head

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

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

Dragon Gang. Sylvester spoke to the room. "It seems Raymond is getting old and his memory isn't too good." His eyes

raised his hand, and Michael grabbed Raymond by the hair, dragging his trembling