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.

coming?” I asked him, and

airport official in Gad,” he said, smiling at

you for that call; it almost threw me off,” He said, and I chuckled

you to be relaxed,” I said, and

arrived. You see, I have a lot of support in Gad, 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 be facing only him. I

never be King, Larry. It is not in your bloodline. Your family

becoming king will be easy. Your new council members are here with you, so when Corrigan and Albert are no more, what do you think will happen?” he said

and Vino and within my grasp, and someone is already situated to take them out. Once they do not hear from

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 he would

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

complaining?” I

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

feel like my father did something to him. This was

learn all he had to say. I also noticed his eyes remained focused

room. He could only

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

father should have never been given the position. Your entire family should have been wiped out. I failed the first time I tried,

out everyone leaving only Ramsey. Ramsey’s survival

I had even lost hope until

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

could not allow your

that do not deserve

personal vendetta, so I

so much hatred that would make you go this far and sacrifice lives?” I asked him,

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

to start 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 told him, and he

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

For him to have carried

he was to my father. He

looked at Tamia a bit and looked

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

roaming free. He must have endured a trauma that destroyed him, but no one cared to