The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Family? Are you, though?"

Declan took a step ahead while narrowing his eyes dangerously. "Well, I'm not back often, but this is an eye-opener. What kind of family would be so vile as to use their child as a punching bag and hold him in captivity?"

"No decent human would do this," Axel chimed indignantly.

"What do you know? This is a family matter. He went against the family rules, so he must be punished. The rules were set a long time ago. We live by codes, unlike your disrespectful family, even accepting someone who takes multiple wives." Alvin looked at them with a pretentious smile.

Different from his reckless son, Alvin was manipulative and spoke with subtle, sinister undertones.

Declan furrowed his brows and clenched his fists. "Don't waste your breath. You're not taking Arnold anywhere, not on my watch."

"Aaron, go and get your brother."

With his patience running thin, Alvin intended to break his way in.

Axel was alarmed while Declan's muscles bulged underneath his suit.

The fight was inevitable.

Beep, beep, beep!

siren filled

SUVS advanced closer and

young men in light-colored suits over floral shirts. They put their hands in their pockets

broke out in a cold sweat. "Dad, I think they are from the

this the conduct of

hire the street gang to corner us? Is there justice left

could be getting more than they bargained for if a

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did not

florally dressed youngsters respectfully let a tall man in a white jacket and

you. I am Elias Storm. Madam Sasha sent