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.

know we were coming?” I asked

Gad,” he said, smiling at

must commend you for that call; it almost threw me

be relaxed,” I said, and he shook his

a broad grin on his face, and I knew leaving that place won’t be easy because we won’t

never be King, Larry. It is not in your bloodline. Your family isn’t even from the north,”

here

David 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 an insurance policy,” he

you left your bitches at the estate, it would have been easier, but the one you left there would do just fine; we have enforcers there that work for me,” He said, and Theodore began to growl because he had just implied

easy to come by due to our laws, but I had some made especially for this. See this more like a cleansing. A cleansing from the bloodline that has held our world ransom for centuries. Liberation of

people were complaining?” I asked him, and

isn’t personal, Sylvester. You have tried, and I must commend you for your efforts in winning 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 greatly for someone related to

said it that made me feel like my father did something to

all he had to say. I also noticed his

He could only do that if he had

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

have been wiped out. I failed the

had wiped out everyone leaving only Ramsey. Ramsey’s survival was a miracle since the eastern

long time. I had even lost hope until he died as hoped, and

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

allow your bloodline to continue to rule

of sick bastards that

it was a personal vendetta, so I decided

you go this far and sacrifice

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

their lives. You lied to people, turned them against each other, and then gave them up to suffer for your crimes. You are worse than my father; you are evil,” I

well with him. Somehow in his twisted mind, he was doing the right thing. He believed he was making the proper sacrifice for

him out of his insanity. For him to have carried the grudge

than he was to my father. He was a coward because he did it thinking I would be easy to

Tamia a

understood my reasons back then, but now you will,” he said

business being on the council and roaming free. He