The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

"Brother...?" Asher recalled Hugh, who had perished in a plane crash. A sharp, excruciating ache surged through his heart.

"Even if he truly is my brother, he has allied himself with the devil and willingly committed evil deeds. Between him and me, there is nothing left to salvage!"

As his words fell, so did his hand, bringing the blade down with it.

"Ash! Don't!" Justin cried out.

In the next instant, Jace caught the blade with his bare hand, gripping it tightly as blood dripped to the ground.

Asher felt his heart twist in agony. He cherished his family above all else, and now, he found himself committing an unspeakable sin, having to raise his blade against his own kin.

"I'm not here to stop you," Jace said, his breathing labored. His piercing gaze locked onto Asher's reddened eyes. In a voice only the two of them could hear, he whispered, "But I must stop you. It's my mission."

Asher stared at him, disbelief etched on his face. "Why..."

"Because I belong to the Boss. I have no choice but to fulfill my orders in this way."

his gaze toward Justin.

walked alone through the warehouse with heavy steps

himself. 'Was this the

the hospital as a test

felt no

was merely someone who resembled

men dressed in black with their faces

Grant, nor were they from the

down!" one of them barked. At the command, the

to take down several of them but sustained severe injuries in

were well-prepared and highly trained, intent on

linger any longer. Breaking into a run, Jace fled through

from the narrow alley onto a busy street, where pedestrians stared

at the bloodied man

spotted a luxury car parked in front of a