Damien knows something was definitely wrong; he could feel the tension in Megan's voice; she has never sounded that way before, and he heard that aggressive male voice before the call ended.
Damien was still lost in thoughts when his phone suddenly rang. He quickly answered the call.
“Who is this”
“Young master, it's me, Bradley; the identity of the man has been revealed, and I have sent his pictures to your phone.”
Demian's notifications sounded three times. He quickly checked the pictures, and his eyes widen. He should've known it was this bastard.
His eyebrows closed. Maybe Vincent has something to do with this too.
His veins display over all his hands.
He placed the phone on his ear again; his grip was tight; he almost squeezed his phone to c***k.
“My wife is currently in dange
