The Queen They Buried

Chapter 583

If his anger could take physical form, anyone looking at him would swear his hair was about to catch fire.

The cellar door swung open, and Trevor, completely wasted and clutching a bottle in the corner, forced his eyes open with great effort. “Get out! Didn’t I tell you? No one’s allowed in here.”

He figured it was just the housekeeper coming to tell him to have his meal.

‘The housekeeper always just knocks. She never actually comes in. Did she suddenly grow a backbone today?‘ Trevor thought.

He fumbled for an empty bottle nearby and tried to throw it at whoever came in, but he was so drunk he could barely lift his arm, let alone actually hit anyone with it. Even speaking exhausted all his strength.

The bottle didn’t even make it past his own feet before dropping to the floor.

Bryan stepped inside, and the stench of alcohol hit him like a punch to the face, so strong it nearly overwhelmed his senses. The cellar was dimly lit, and as he got closer to Trevor, the first thing he saw were empty bottles littered everywhere on the floor.

Trevor was slumped against the wine rack, his clothes wrinkled and rumpled. Greasy hair hung limply over his eyes, and his face was covered in stubble. He looked so unkempt that even the homeless guys under the bridges in Rithol City looked more alive than he did.

He was a far cry from the superstar he once was.

Bryan had just lost the Ridgehaven Town project and had been getting chewed out by Ronald for two days straight. Seeing Trevor in this sorry state was the last straw. His anger finally snapped.

the collar, yanked him up, and with his other

back.

already pale, looked even more sickly and

Trevor’s mouth, and within moments, a purplish bruise started to form

that face to make a

jolted Trevor, making him

Now, Trevor was truly

the Wilson family, even if Ronald was standing right in front of him, Trevor would only hold back out of basic respect because

his father.

was a whole

kids, Ronald was always tied up with the company, and Alice never really paid much attention to them. Bryan was the only one

Bryan never pulled his punches. He made sure every hit counted, and they’d remember

a

are you doing here?”

show up, you’d probably drink yourself to death

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wire did you turn to such a wing? So you got get

and

expresion dawled “Aryan just leave me