'If we dare to lay a finger on Ruth, our family won't last a day!' This certainty resounded in Bryce's mind as he faced the situation.

Sitting down, Ruth glanced at Bryce, her expression stern. "Mr. Pentra, we've received reports lately suggesting some serious issues within your family."

Those words sent a chill down Bryce's spine. He knew better than anyone that the Combat Department never bothered with explanations. Once one was on their list, it would be as good as a death sentence.

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