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."

hard. He had seen, in the past, what Serena was capable of.

gun and held it in front of Serena. "Do

away. At the same time, her restless and vengeful gaze searched for something

that moment. He pulled out a sharp and beautifully crafted dagger and held it in front

handle of the dagger bore the symbol of the Obsidian crown: a jagged

was the symbol of the most powerful, ruthless, and mysterious group—Obsidian—feared by powerful

received a warning from them. The very sign of

sharp, perfectly crafted dagger. Her hands slowly

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

to stay, but she realized if Justin had asked her to leave that meant something horrific was going to happen. She was not weak hearted but she knew she shouldn’t witness anything disturbing in the situation she was in—and it wasn’t good for the old

woman

Colin. "You must remember how she tore open your men using just a dagger. Now it’s your turn, and I assure you it would be as painful as it

could already feel the blood

dagger’s handle with all the strength

signaled the guards to bring Colin closer, as

free himself as he shouted and

was the same fear Serena had once felt when Colin had

wife know the kind of pain he was suffering. But she was well aware how much pain he must have felt and made her feel even

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

turned moist at the

now right in front of her, confined by the strength of two strong guards, unable to move

terrified face for a moment before moving to his neck,

off," Justin instructed

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

her gaze fixed on

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