Lewis's brow furrowed as he stepped in front of Oliver. His voice was icy, but his words hit like a sledgehammer. "You think you can disturb Grandma's rest? Try it, and I'll take your legs off."

The intensity in his gaze sent a chill down Oliver's spine, and for a moment, he just stood there, frozen.

He had never seen Lewis like this before.

Sure, Lewis had always been intimidating, but he was usually calm, collected, and within the bounds of reason. This version of him, though, looked like he had just crawled out of hell.

Oliver's legs nearly gave out under him, and he had to steady himself to avoid collapsing.

Keira, noticing the tension, quietly walked over and slipped her hand into Lewis's.

The second she touched him, the icy rage around Lewis seemed to melt away, and a sliver of calm returned to his eyes. It was like he had been pulled back from the brink of something dark and dangerous.

Keira had long realized Lewis wasn't just an ordinary man. He played both sides—legal and not-so-legal—but he always kept a clean image in his own country, playing by the rules at home and being the voice of reason within the family.

But now? Now was different.

had always sensed that beneath the surface, Lewis had a darker, more obsessive side—one that his grandmother had managed to keep in check all these years. She was the

would happen once Grandma

her hand tightly. "If I'm

time, Keira had thought old Mrs. Horton was talking about emotional pain, but now she realized there

to safely return the people who needed to be dealt with. Despite everything, the

were the late-night meetings—Lewis speaking in languages she didn't understand, always on the phone, conducting business she could

suddenly: she didn't really know

loosened slightly, but almost immediately, he tightened his hold

the mornings and evenings," he said, his tone controlled but firm. "But if Selena keeps stirring up drama about company shares or family relationships, I

on Lewis's part, and Oliver, still shaken, let out a breath of relief. "Fine,"

another word, he turned and walked off. Only after he was a good distance

he heard a soft voice. "How did

Her gentle tone made Oliver pause for a second before he turned to face her. "It's done. Starting tomorrow, you and Selena can visit

reaching out to take her hand. "Grandma's always been cold toward us. You might face some tough situations when

for you. Being your mistress all these years, I've had to endure so many

chord, and Oliver felt a

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