Chapter 409 The Truth

At that time, Cindy, covered in blood, was carried out by Vincent.

The Olteran family lost its only hope.

Fortunately, Cindy was saved.

They all remembered that they had once poisoned an unborn life. The baby's crying laughter sent shivers down their spines as terrifying memories flooded their minds.

Dylan and Joe wouldn't be afraid of this if they hadn't done anything wrong.

But they were so scared.

In the monitoring room, Randall listened again to Cindy's story from back then. As Cindy's son, thinking about all the grievances Cindy had suffered in the Wallace family, he couldn't take it anymore. Fury overtook him as he leapt from his chair, sending it crashing to the floor.

He stormed out of the room without Patrick stopping him.

The matter was connected to the Olteran Group, so Patrick's heart boiled with resentment.

The hatred lingered for a long time. Back then, he had also looked forward to the birth of that baby.

In the end, that baby met such a fate.

In the next moment, Randall appeared on the surveillance footage.

The once timid Randall was now consumed by rage. His eyes were now filled with a fiery intensity. He charged forward and began pounding Dylan relentlessly.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his entire body radiated hatred. The deeper his rage, the tighter his fists clenched.

He pinned Dylan down. "I'll kill you. You almost killed my mom. Even killing you won't quench my hatred."

He punched Dylan again. "Dylan, go to hell."

of the previously scary "ghosts" were now

the lights in the room

the amusement park manager, appeared

of the people here were seeing Patrick for the first time. Seeing his

Patrick, and they

had never seen Patrick before. His chilling presence made them instinctively step back, giving him a clear path. The manager and staff stood

of authority without

who had been pummeled to a bloody mess, was

squatted beside Dylan. His arched brows shadowed a pair of cold eyes, glinting with icy authority, like a king holding endless power from his high throne. No wonder Randall had said earlier that no matter how formidable Vera was, she

a deep-seated fear in

ordered you

Patrick's eyes flashed with a pressure

Dylan stammered, "Dennis."

pockets, his expensive leather shoes gleaming coldly in the room. He looked down at the terrified

saying little, lifted one foot and

and blood started to flow

one foot and delivered a brutal kick to

had been investigating a kidnapping case from sixteen years ago. Now, it seemed he

about the Turner

around and left the haunted house with

ambulance and medical personnel

Patrick and

red. He said to Patrick, "Patrick, I

window, his eyes filled with

haunted house, Austin saw the violent Patrick, who kicked Dylan's head until it bled. His one kick was harsher

with such

Austin: people like Patrick, with his level of power and

final payment from the Olteran Group on their phones, which was double the original amount promised

everyone was left with a

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255