As soon as Liam finished, Alexander pulled out his phone.
“The Silva family, huh? Haha, I’ll have them wiped out in no time.” he said, dialing Sherman’s number.
Sherman sat upright, his eyes fixed on his phone as though waiting for a call, like a warrior preparing for battle. When the phone rang, he quickly answered.
“Young Master, everything is ready. Just give the order.” Sherman said.
“Do it.” Alexander said calmly.
“Understood. The Silva family will taste the pain soon enough.”
Alexander ended the call and looked at Liam with a smile: “In a little while, the Silva family will be nothing.”
Liam glared at Alexander, convinced he was bluffing. A mere son-in-law of a third-rate family in Golden Harbor, spouting nonsense about destroying the Silva family—it was absurd.
“Do you ever
