The Dark Side Of Fate

Chapter 148 – ~Sylvester~

We walked into the building and found Larry sitting on the couch in the living room.

There was rage inside me, but I controlled it.

Devin advanced toward him, but something was wrong with the scene. He was too calm about the situation for comfort.

By now, he should have reached out to his security and found out they are dead.

“I see she talked,” He said and turned to look at us.

Devin stopped moving towards him. I guess he too, sensed something was wrong.

“I must commend you for getting this far, Sylvester,” he said without addressing me by my title, which showed that he had given up pretences.

“When you took over from Maurice, we believed it would be easy. You weren’t so difficult like your father and easy to manipulate because you tried not to be like him. Then the eastern bitch came into your life, and suddenly you weren’t so hasty anymore,” he said and shook his head gently to show he was stressed.

His eyes were fixed on me. He wasn’t paying attention to others.

“I must tell you, it wasn’t easy watching you beat our moves. Maybe the story would be different if your mother had not murdered Jenny,” he said, and I realised he had been the one talking since we entered. Was he buying himself time?

“You can spill your guts in custody,” I said, and Devin moved toward him. He stood up and smiled at Devin.

“Step back, Devin,” I heard Tamia say.

“He has dust in his hand,” she said, and I noticed the small pouch he was holding.

Devin stepped back gently, and Larry held out his pouch.

The silver in it was enough to kill us if we inhaled it.

He could kill all of us, including himself, so we had to be careful.

Devin returned to where we stood, and we had to find a better way to catch him without dust getting in the air.

The way he sat there meant he must have been expecting us. It also meant that he knew we were coming for him.

you know we were coming?” I asked him, and

in Gad,” he

call; it almost threw me

you to be relaxed,”

and my allies are here. They all want to see me succeed,” he said with a broad grin on his face, and I knew leaving that place won’t be easy because we won’t

It is not in your bloodline. Your family isn’t even from the north,” I said,

With Pamela, Joan and Vanhil dead, becoming king will be easy. Your new council members are here with you,

and Vino and within my grasp, and someone is already situated to take them out. Once they do not hear from me, they will gun them down. Call it

bitches at the estate, it would have been easier, but the one you left there would do just fine; we have enforcers there that

some made especially for this. See this more like a cleansing. A cleansing

people were complaining?” I asked

hearts and loyalty, but who says the one coming after you won’t be like Maurice and the ones before him? You must understand that I was friends with your father, and I must tell you, you have performed

it that made me feel like my father did something to him. This was

to learn all he had to say.

wasn’t paying attention to the others in the room. He could only do that if

hands, I couldn’t see any, but then again, the dust he carried was lethal enough to

wiped out. I failed the first time I tried, and Maurice caught on, but he never caught me till

out everyone leaving only Ramsey. Ramsey’s survival was a miracle since the eastern people, most especially Mountain Pack, worked

had to lay low for a long time. I had even lost hope until he died

back to the same vicious cycle of overprivileged royals that ruin lives because I did not think you would be any different

could not allow your bloodline

are lineages of sick bastards that do

was a personal vendetta,

much hatred that would make you go this far

bastard was guilty of what he accused my father of. He had recruited people, tricked them, and disposed of them, minors included, and that was a

that rescuing the people? You recruited minors, children that were yet to start their lives. You lied to people, turned

he was doing the right thing. He believed he was making the proper sacrifice for the right

and there was no talking him out of his insanity. For him to have carried the grudge he had with my father over

to me than he was to my father. He was a coward because he did it thinking

a bit and looked at

then, but now you will,” he said with pain and anger in his tone

being on the council and roaming free. He must have endured a trauma that destroyed him,