Olivia's pained wails resounded throughout the villa. Cyril had just dealt with the man who was running out of Olivia's room. In the end, he was still too late.

When he saw the blood spurting from Mona's chest, he felt as if his heart had turned numb.

After all, he had undergone professional training. Even if his relatives had fallen in front of him, he wouldn't pause his mission.

Cyril saw that the man was wearing a bulletproof vest and, hence, unharmed. Lunging at Warren, Cyril engaged in c