Faye Vaughn asked, "Are you sure it was the Second Young Master who gave the order? Where is he now?"
The bodyguard replied, "The Second Young Master is on his way."
Faye Vaughn gazed at Liam Linden from a distance, past the row of bodyguards. She gestured for him not to worry or be too anxious.
Liam Linden's pitch-black eyes were as cold as ice, roiling with a dark, violent energy.
He looked at Faye Vaughn and barely suppressed the destructive urge to tear everything apart, giving her a faint nod in response.
Seeing his expression, Faye Vaughn felt a sense of foreboding.
In the time she had known him, he had always been cold and guarded, like a hedgehog, but that was just a shell for self-preservation.
But now...
Faye Vaughn glanced toward the operating room. 'If Joanna Linden dies,' she thought, 'Liam will probably want to kill every last member of the Hawthorne Family.'
