"Oh my God! Honey!" Julia Keane cried out to Liam Valerius in a panic, her hands reaching out helplessly. She didn't dare to touch him, utterly frantic.
The others were horrified by the ghastly sight of Liam Valerius.
Mr. Valerius was so frightened that he kept backing away, trying to make himself as inconspicuous as possible.
Nancy Nash, who had been sitting in a chair, shrieked and jumped to her feet. Ignoring the sharp pain in her leg, she scrambled for cover behind the sofa.
Jameson Valerius's breath caught in his throat. He hadn't even seen what had just happened, and a fork had already pierced Liam Valerius's wrist.
He had always known that his fourth son, Damien Valerius, was incredibly powerful and completely beyond his control.
Now it was clear that his men were ruthless, and Damien Valerius himself was unfathomable.
