Chapter 862 Byron’s Fury

Alton was clearly rattled by Rouston’s dire warnings but tried to remain defiant.

“Dad, I don’t believe he has the power to threaten our lives,” he argued.

But Rouston insisted, “Believe it or not, we have to go to Efren and Georgia now, kneel and apologize, beg for mercy. It’s our only chance of saving the family.’

“Now? But I’m still injured!” Alton gasped, horrified.

Bandaged and anesthetized, he could barely walk.

The shame of exposing his mutilation tormented him too.

Yet Rouston scolded, “You have no choice. Come with me!”

He fetched a wheelchair and pushed Alton into it despite protests from doctors and nurses.

“His wounds could still be fatal! He can’t be moved!”

“Not going means we’re all dead anyway,” Rouston said grimly, wheeling Alton away.

Georgia lay pale and unconscious after having her

him she’d be fine,

quickly called Cora, who arrived

low.

happened? She was okay

Cora exclaimed, stricken.

especially at seeing

something bad with scum. But

hand protectively as

Byron’s glare darkened.

“Scum? You?” He snapped.

man was seducing his

Georgia’s hair,

outburst,

“Watch your mouth!”

Georgia were perfect for each

she couldn’t help

pointed at their

look at

having trouble accepting

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