Rudolph Sy was pacing back and forth in his study with a stormy expression on his face.
It's been days now and his men still weren't able to contact the men he sent to his older half brother, Rawlf Sy.
"Rawlf Sy." He uttered, gritting his teeth in suppressed anger.
"Just because that man is the eldest and the son in marriage doesn't mean he's already legitimate to take everything!"
He screamed and as if not satisfied, threw the glass of wine he's been holding on the wall.
The sound of shattering glass was heard from outside and Rudolph instantly heard the hurried footsteps from the outside and soon, the knocking.
"Young master Rudolph, is everything alright?!" Came in the worried voice of one of the mansion's servants.
Rudolph's already ugly expression turned uglier.
