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?"

tugged at her sleeve,

a thing to happen, quickly ordering for the prison

and Ashlee, his lips pursed,

had secrets left. Unfortunately, he had thought of them only in

he wanted to

...

Trenton Salazar's minions arrived to maintain order,

not a single person

still present, Ashlee requested that the body to

Salazar looked at Sylvester, who nodded his approval. Raymond's body was taken away

"Master Sylvester, why did you

though he hadn't noticed and the Ironfist Holding Center hadn't discovered,

He withdrew his gaze and looked

perplexed. What exactly was Master

should be

walked together outside Ironfist

Trenton asked, "Master Sylvester, has

emanating from the man beside him, so he dared not continue asking. It seemed that

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

"Master Sylvester, I heard that you took Watson away. Charlie should be fine now,

for the

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

Trenton Salazar's shoulder and paused. "I've dismantled

"That's a relief."

and left in

...

the pocket-sized gun from Raymond's pocket.

she would surely be a suspect, and everyone at

instant, she placed the gun on Raymond's body, knowing that the dead would not

smirked as she glanced

be skilled, but he

How to Write

front of the villa. The sunlight outside was glaring, and Michael stood beside her, squinting to block

much 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 Lela in the mansion, so he

the sun, Lela was speechless. She lifted

rolling down the steps like

there for a while and then propped himself up with his hands, only to see a pair of leather shoes. His gaze moved upward, taking in the slender legs and then the extraordinary handsome face of his friend.

Sylvester's leg, pouting, "Master! Miss

Michael fell to the ground, rolling a few more times. He couldn't believe it as he got up

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

and hugged

Sylvester chuckled.

Phoenix's image had been completely shattered in his mind. Where

examination report to Sylvester, "Master Sylvester, I conducted another examination. Young Master Charlie is doing well, with some minor

the Divine Doctor as soon as he heard about

nutritional fluids to him for the next few days. He should wake up soon." "Alright. Thank