There were others in the private room; coincidentally, they were Damien and Julian.

Damien was even busier than Ethan, and with the Jensen family still in a delicate state, he rarely made time for social gatherings. The only people who could get him to show up were a few select members of their inner circle.

Yancey ignored everyone else, his gaze fixed directly on Ethan.

Ethan lifted his gaze slightly, though it was unclear if he actually acknowledged him.

The anger surged through Yancey instantly, and he stormed forward.

"Uncle Ethan, I have something to ask you," he said.

Ethan raised an eyebrow, his expression still as impassive as ever.

Yancey turned to Julian and Damien. "Would you mind stepping out for a moment?"

Julian and Damien exchanged a glance. Just as Julian was about to fire off a sarcastic remark, he met Ethan's gaze.

Without a word, Julian grabbed Damien's arm. "Let's go."

Damien didn't say anything either since he'd also been in a foul mood lately.

Once they left, the lighting in the room remained as dim as before.

Yancey had grown up in the shadow of Ethan's influence. Now, with just the two of them, he felt his confidence crumble as if half of his power had evaporated.

No one in the entire Henderson family dared to challenge Ethan.

Sometimes, Yancey even wondered if he was some kind of monster. How else could he be so perfect in every way?

His fingers curled into a fist at his side. The sharp pain brought him back to reality, offering him just a flicker of courage.

"Don't you have anything to say to me, Uncle Ethan?"

Ethan's fingers still held the stem of his wine glass, and he glanced into the deep crimson liquid. "Like what?"

match his composure, spoke

it before or after she lost her memory? If it was after, then you're

but she's just forgotten that for now. You must have known about her memory

sipped his wine, his demeanor still as casual as ever. "Oh?

darkened even

man sitting across from him was not the same untouchable, cold figure he had

He seemed utterly

so enraged that his scalp tingled, and his words became even

tonight. Did you do that

of it sent a chill

just posting a few hours ago about how men and women get married and go their separate ways? Does she really need to

constricted, and for a moment, he couldn't find a

it! Why did he have

as the last bit of color drained

that you

I'm admitting

defeated in this back-and-forth and was being

take it any longer and slammed a bottle of alcohol to the

scent of alcohol spread throughout the private room, mingling with the dim lighting. The scene felt chaotic yet tragically

just want to know when you two got involved. She hated you

to love me and secretly sleeping with you behind my back. Back then, she was my fiancée, and we were

already with her back then, then you're the

ashamed to

the last

looked at the spilled alcohol spreading across

words had left Ethan stunned, that

it comes to love, the person who isn't loved is always

a thunderclap had struck him, his

mean by the one who wasn't loved

was the perspective of the Henderson

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