Cesar’s heart was plagued by frustration and disappointment.

He had always considered himself a champion of justice, mourning Connor’s death deeply. Little did he anticipate that the very person responsible for Connor’s demise had been his own grandson

Tyrone clenched his teeth and struck the wall once more, Leaving his knuckles inflamed and his skin grazed.

“Damn you!”

Now, Tyrone understood Cesar’s peculiar will. It all made sense.

Have you made up your mind about how to handle

him, unable to resist delivering a swift kick to

from the floor, staggering toward

haven’t reached a decision, I’ll

from behind him, “Stay home and be

paused before

her patience waning as

her head from her book and inquired, “Why didn’t you answer my

jaw dropped in astonishment. The Tyrone

his hair was disheveled, his collar askew, his tie hung loosely over

Were you in a fight?” Sabrina placed her book aside and

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