At this moment.
Everstar Pavilion.
Northmount handed over the information he had gathered with trembling hands to Nathan Firth.
No matter who the young lady has been associating with, it doesn't matter anymore. The mere fact that she dared to marry someone in secret is enough to anger the master.
At this point, he couldn't even imagine what the master's reaction would be after learning about it.
Nathan Firth took the information Northmount had gathered, and after reading it, a violent and chilling aura suddenly filled the studio. It felt like a madness intent on tearing the world apart, making even Northmount, who had mentally prepared himself, feel a sense of terror and subconsciously step back.
"Durrell Landon... you should die anyway, and now you dare to marry her?"
Nathan Firth narrowed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips into a light smile, a smile of unparalleled elegance, but the depths of his eyes held an unfathomable darkness. He coldly ordered:
