Chapter 453: Colin’s Cruel End

First, Aaron went in front of Serena and knelt before her. The woman sitting in the wheelchair noticed him. These days, she was always waiting to see him—it made her feel as if Alex was still with her.

"Alex?" she said in her usual way, her distant, blank gaze finally showing a sign of recognition.

Aaron hummed.

Both brothers—whenever they met her—she always called them Alex, and they never corrected her. There was no point; her memories seemed stuck in the past.

"I brought someone here," he said softly. "You might want to see that person."

She simply looked at him as Aaron stood up and stepped aside. The next moment, two guards from the Obsidian group dragged a man into her sight, stopping a few feet away.

Serena looked at the man. The moment she recognized that face, her body stiffened, her expression hardened, and her eyes widened in shock. Slowly, anger began to flood them. Her hands gripped the armrests of her wheelchair tightly, her jaw clenched, and she gritted her teeth in fury.

She wanted to say something—to express the rage building inside her—but the words wouldn’t come easily. Her mouth had barely spoken in nearly two decades.

Justin, Natalie, and Marina had arrived there as well.

"Justin, it might worsen her condition," Marina said.

"It won’t," Justin assured her.

Serena looked like she wanted to step out of the wheelchair and go to that man, but she couldn’t stand, no matter how much she wanted to move. Her rageful eyes turned moist with the pain resurfacing from the past.

Colin was equally shocked to see her. "You... you’re alive?"

Aaron replied, "She managed to survive because she was waiting for this day to come. She was waiting to kill you with her very own hands."

what Serena was

pulled out a gun and held it in front of Serena. "Do you want

Serena looked at the gun but gently shrugged it away.

he understood exactly what his mother wanted at that moment.

bore the symbol of the Obsidian crown: a jagged black crown

ruthless, and mysterious group—Obsidian—feared by powerful figures around the

Everthorn had received a warning

eyes narrowed at the sharp, perfectly crafted dagger. Her hands slowly moved

Natalie. "Take Grandma inside, and don’t come out until

she realized if Justin had asked her to leave that meant something horrific was going to happen. She was not

old woman

open your men using just a dagger. Now it’s your turn, and I assure you it would be

already feel the blood draining

the dagger’s handle with

Colin closer, as Serena

himself as he shouted and begged. "Just kill me right away. Use the

fear in Colin’s eyes. It was the same fear Serena had once felt when Colin had tortured Alexander—when she begged him to kill

who never made a sound of pain to not let his wife know the kind of pain he was suffering. But she was

cared more for his wife than himself. He didn’t want her to witness his agony. Even in death and pain, his eyes only sought for her and despite pain, he smiled at her as if he was assuring her he

moist at

right in front of her, confined by the strength of two strong

dark gaze lingered on Colin’s terrified face for a moment before

shirt off," Justin

tore apart the dark blue shirt he was wearing. It was already wrinkled and disheveled. The jacket of his

Serena. In response, her grip on the dagger tightened even more, her gaze fixed on a specific point on Colin’s chest. Her hand moved—it was still a little shaky, but her

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