Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1685

Griffin had always known Odie was slow-witted, but he hadn't anticipated just how thoughtless he could be.

Reece and Wesley appeared to be at a disadvantage, but because they had taken the high ground, they had an edge.

As seconds and minutes ticked by, Griffin glanced at Julian and Elodie, who were preparing to flank Wesley, and then at Kiran, who was getting ready for a surprise attack from the shadows.

It could be said that Wesley was surrounded from all directions.

Their desperate resistance was nothing more than a last-ditch effort to buy time. "What do you think, Colby?"

Colby glanced at Adler, who was by his side. Adler had already drawn his pistol and said, "He's no longer my father."

He knew that Colby and the others had hesitated to act because Wesley was his father.

Adler cocked the pistol, saying, "Let me do this."

With that, a glint of coldness flashed in Adler's eyes. His marksmanship had been honed abroad, a gift from Wesley himself.

Wesley, holding a pistol, watched Adler approach, his gaze growing heavier.

The father and son had hardly any communication throughout their lives.

their only, and

hesitated as he faced his father. But it was this

shot Adler

out, Adler heard Jenna

to react. He immediately drew his pistol and aimed

gunshot echoed, and time seemed to freeze

stepped in front of Wesley, his back towards

forehead,

"Dad..."

into Wesley's arms, softly

His eyes quickly dilated.

in their small house for his father to come home

then, he didn't understand why, despite their

after school every day, but his father never attended a

grew older, he understood that his existence was meant

was just a mistress, and he, forever a child hidden from the sunlight. He

Adler could proudly be his

if he was a wastrel, people would

with everything