Tyson asked. “Mr. Damian Goodman, how should we proceed this time? Are we still keeping it from Mr. Braydon Goodman? His men are still outside West Isle

Goodman maintained a neutral expression. His wrinkled face broke into a cold smile.

‘Does Braydon think those worthless individuals can keep me trapped? That’s laughable,’ Damian thought.

“This time. I’ll leave openly. My grandson needs to know who’s really in charge of the Goodman family,” Damian said.

The news of Damian leaving West Isle to return to the head of the Goodman family quickly spread throughout the underworld of Mysonna

By the time Braydon received the news, the people he had sent to guard Damian had already been wiped out. His eyes showed no surprise, only an endless chill, with hints of blood in their depths.

Carson stood by the side, trembling with fear.

He was a staunch supporter of Braydon. He hadn’t expected Damian to have someone able to overcome Braydon’s obstacles and return to Mysonna. Damian’s power and ruthlessness were truly alarming

Years ago. Braydon asked Carson to send Damian to West Isle. Now that Damian was back, it was like Carson’s life was hanging by a thread.

Braydon played with the lighter in his hands. In the flickering firelight, his face shifted between light and shadow, and that small scar added an eerie touch.

After a long pause, Braydon chuckled lightly, then burst into laughter, his voice sharp and piercing.

Carson didn’t dare lift his head. He tried to make himself as inconspicuous as possible, but with only two people in the room, he had nowhere to hide.

Braydon’s gaze fixed on Carson, cold and mocking

His voice was smooth and shadowy, saying, “Damian is something. All these years, he stayed on West Isle just to mislead me 1 naively thought he had no followers left, and no chance to rise again. Today, he’s truly slapped me in the face.”

Carson bowed his head even lower, feeling even more frightened by Braydon’s words.

time, he didn’t leave anyone behind. It means he’s declaring war on you. It won’t be easy to send him back this

eyes cold and deep, with a

used to be. And I’m not

this, Carson’s fear grew

family that no one dared to mention. Before leading the family, Braydon was

Carson, asking, “How are things on Yvette’s side? Any

for a long time and even used government connections, but we still can’t identify him. The officials we’ve bribed in

paused, uncertain whether he should continue, worried that Braydon’s reaction might be

curled his lips into a cold smile,

linger, he quickly continued, “There’s not just M. Zeller living in the villa. There are also four men and one woman. We’ve identified the woman as Mr. Nathan Goodman’s girlfriend. Sienna. But we haven’t been able to find any useful information about the

the lighter in his hand. It hit Carson’s head directly, causing blood to gush out

the blood flow down. It kept flowing more and more until his whole face was covered, looking

you are useless! Yvette is in Mysonna, and I still don’t know anything about her. What exactly is the punishment hall under you doing? I’ll give you three more days. If you can’t

ninety degrees, turned around, and walked out. As he reached the door, he heard

fists tightly for a moment, then he casually pushed the door

dead person. The real power

leisure and entertainment with high privacy, making it the favorite spot

with only the club staff on

SPEIL

only one reason. Damian

ready to

onlookers watching from afar, not leaving.

warrant a personal invitation from Damian? How impressive must the man be?’ those curious

even born yet. Damian was a legendary figure. Anyone wanted a chance to

a black suit, back as straight as a rod, his face cold and

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