Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 25 Conditions that Infuriate a Man

"So is this why you wanted me to come here? This is all you have to say?"

Raymond laughed heartily like a lunatic.

Sylvester raised his hand, and a few subordinates came over and roughly pulled Raymond up from the ground.

Raymond grunted in pain and looked at Sylvester with resentment in his eyes. Elvis' frown at seeing his brother's face dissolved into a grimace.

He had hoped to witness this Raymond's repentance after coming here, but he didn't expect him to be so stubborn.

Even if he wanted to plead on behalf of his brother, he now couldn't bring himself to do it.

Ashlee Gomez stood off to the side, watching coldly, a hint of mockery in her eyes. Sylvester sat in front of Raymond, his gaze deep and intense. Suddenly, he smirked, revealing a mocking smile.

"Do you know why you don't have a son? Because you've done too many wicked things that even the heavens won't grant you one. Oh, by the way, I didn't throw your woman into the sea. I let her go. Now, she's already in another man's bed, enjoying herself with someone else.

"In fact, she has long been seeing many different men. But don't be concerned. The men got into a fight so I made it possible for your woman choose one to remain with. After all, you shouldn't have any worries about your wife being looked after when you die."

One of the things that can anger a man is being cuckolded, even if he doesn't love said woman.

Sylvester's words stabbed Raymond's heart, for killing one's body is often not as terrifying as killing their spirit.

Sylvester ached to make Raymond suffer even in death.

"...Raymond stared at him with intensity. In just two days, he had become thin, nearly sharing the appearance of a walking skeleton, with sunken eye sockets and bulging eyes.

"Do you know why your woman got involved with other men? It's because you're not one. You barely even resemble a real man; you can't even give her a son. Not only did you never make her happy, but you also tormented her in bed. Tell me, what else did you manage besides coveting the title of the Gomez, Raymond?"

Another thing that can anger a man is criticizing his ability to satisfy a woman.

Sylvester rarely spoke, but when he did, the words pierced like a knife.

The main reasons Raymond had wanted to kill Sylvester was that he had no children and didn't inherit much when the family estate was divided. Then, at the funeral of his father, the last patriarch, when the lawyer read the will he found out that the old man had actually given the position of heir to Sylvester, his eldest grandson, rather than his second son.

Raymond held deep resentment. He'd had so little to begin with, so why did the old man show such favoritism? The most important position of heir should have gone to him after his older brother died.

The Gomez' assets were spread across the globe, a wealth that could rival a country. Why hadn't it been split more evenly? Who wouldn't be tempted to take more for themselves? It was what he deserved. Seeing Raymond's dull expression, Sylvester suddenly felt bored. He stood up, ready to leave.

Suddenly, Raymond called out and stopped him. "Sylvester, don't think that killing me will guarantee your safety..." he wheezed and gasped for breath. After a moment's pause, his gaze swept over Ashlee, who was standing nearby, watching coldly.

"In this... world, there will be many who want to kill you. Your ruthless and unrestrained behavior will lead to a worse fate than mine. Besides, I'm not the only one in the family with a craving for the Gomez fortune..."

After speaking, Raymond's eyes widened, a red dot formed on his forehead, and with a crack he fell to the ground.

A gunshot.

The whole incident happened too quickly, and no one knew who pulled the trigger.

Sylvester looked around as Elvis and Ashlee Gomez hurried to Raymond's side.

Ashlee reached out and checked his breath under his nose, ridges forming on her forehead. "Raymond... is dead." Elvis erupted in anger. "Who did it?"

at her sleeve, her lips

ordering for the prison to be locked down

glanced at Elvis and Ashlee, his lips pursed, saying

had secrets left. Unfortunately, he had

wanted to share

...

order, bringing everyone to the interrogation

a single person

single one seeing something? With Raymond still present, Ashlee requested that the body to be taken to her vehicle. Even though it couldn't

approval. Raymond's

Sylvester, Trenton expressed his confusion. "Master Sylvester, why

believed that even though he hadn't noticed and the Ironfist Holding Center hadn't discovered, Master Sylvester must

departing Gomez' car with a calm expression. He withdrew his gaze and looked at Trenton with an uninterested smile. "One

exactly was Master

be going

Sylvester walked together outside

Sylvester, has the Divine

the words left his mouth, he felt a heavy atmosphere emanating from the man beside him, so he dared not continue asking.

from the Ironfist Holding Center have already been mobilized, but they still can't find the

Sylvester, I heard that you took Watson away. Charlie should be

at least for the

When he recovers, I'll throw a banquet to celebrate

Salazar's shoulder and paused. "I've dismantled all of my

"That's a relief."

turned around and left in

...

road, Elvis was driving while Ashlee Gomez took out the pocket-sized gun from Raymond's pocket. Even with a silencer attached, the gun was still about

suddenly shot and killed Raymond, she would surely be a suspect, and everyone at

placed the gun on Raymond's

gun in her hand, Ashlee smirked as she glanced at the body next

but he

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the steps in front of the villa. The sunlight outside was glaring, and Michael

sun exposure could make one tan, and more importantly, it could lead to skin cancer. Since the boss went to the Ironfist Holding Center, it was Michael's duty to protect Miss

her who blocked the sun, Lela was speechless. She lifted her

that, Michael flew out, rolling down the steps like

moved upward, taking in the slender legs and then the extraordinary handsome face of his friend. Sylvester had just gotten out of the car and taken a step when he saw Michael rolling down the steps like a

Sylvester's leg, pouting,

rolling a few more times. He couldn't believe it as he got up from the ground, feeling dazed, wondering

sat on top, resting her chin on her hands and enjoying the sunlight. When she saw Sylvester, she stood up, opened her arms, and rushed towards him. Sylvester was embraced tightly. He picked up Lela, and they walked inside. Lela hugged Sylvester tightly and kissed his cheek. In that moment, Sylvester felt an immense sense of fulfillment. "Were you waiting for me?" He had seen Lela sitting on the steps from afar, small and delicate, like a puppy

and hugged

Sylvester chuckled.

out of Charlie's room and witnessed this scene. He felt that Lady Phoenix's image had been completely shattered in his mind. Where had

Charlie is doing well, with some minor external

Doctor as soon as he heard about Charlie's accident, but he hadn't

some nutritional fluids to him