Chapter 246: The Patriarch’s End

Edrick

I hated to say it, but Moana looked more beautiful than ever as she practically assaulted my evil father on the back lawn.

“He’s no threat,” she said as she released her grip on his shirt and let him fall back to the ground, then turned and walked back to meet me. “The knife is gone. He’s just an angry old man now and nothing more.”

Moana was right; the knife was indeed gone. It shattered when Michael tried to stab her with it.

During those moments when the knife was plunged into her belly, it felt as though my heart stopped. I watched in horror as the knife disappeared into her belly. When my father pulled it out, it was covered in blood and he had a maniacal grin on his face.

But something happened then. She became enveloped in that golden light again, only this time it was even brighter and more blinding than before. I thought she was dying, but it turned out that she healed instantly. If my father had stabbed her just milliseconds earlier, he certainly would have killed her.

She was already shifting by the time he stabbed her. Although the knife pierced her skin, the wound closed immediately on its own. I remembered seeing the golden light grow. The knife burst into a million pieces. Shards of it went flying through the air and rained down on my father and me like a hailstorm.

consciousness fading in and

just like she always did. When I woke up, she was standing over me as I laid on the dining table,

like my

didn’t want him to die. I wanted him to suffer throughout the remainder of his miserable little existence,

deep train of thought. “I would have killed you anyway, regardless of whether you were the Golden

opened her mouth to retaliate, but I grabbed her arm and shook my head. The security guards were already dragging Michael to his feet. I gave Moana a squeeze

He growled and snarled like a rabid animal, practically foaming at the

was beet red and covered in his own sweat, blood, and dirt from the ground. He growled and snarled like a rabid animal, practically foaming at the mouth as he struggled against

I said, not even wanting to refer to this monster as my own father anymore. “You’re

out of his mouth as his body shook. “You’ve chosen that… that

almost pathetic,” I said, pushing my sleeves up to my elbows. “I’m not the one who ruined this family, and neither is Moana. You

face darkened and his eyes went wide.

my head and took a step back, preparing myself to do what I should have done years beforehand as I curled my fingers into a fist and

the security guards continued to hold Michael in place by either arm, leaving his face free and clear for me. They knew what I was planning on doing to him. “But you have

I pulled my arm back a little more as though I was drawing an arrow. I then let

sudden, I felt a hand on my arm

that she was going to scold me for hitting my

pulled her handkerchief out of her pocket and gave it to me. “To wipe the blood off of your

but laugh. The old housekeeper then turned to face Michael, and stormed up to him while he was still groaning over his broken nose. I watched in awe as she reached out and grabbed a handful

so you know, there has never been a single time in which I didn’t spit

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