Larry chuckled, and Martha joined in the laughter.

Their smiles appeared eerie to Bryce. What were his younger brother and this daughter laughing about?

Larry patted Bryce's shoulder. "Are you puzzled?"

Bryce remained silent. He sensed that something was amiss. The wine was tainted!

Sighing heavily, he sat down and looked at the two. "Why?"

Bryce knew he was doomed tonight.

Larry was also a legend. Adding the grandmaster-level Martha to the mix, he couldn't escape tonight.

Still, he couldn't fathom the situation!

He found it reasonable for Martha to want to kill him. Ever since Mark was born, he hadn't cared much about her. Girls were meant to marry someday and join another family. After Martha died, her tombstone would bear the name of another family. Only sons were true descendants.

He had always been aware of Martha's resentment towards him. But what reason did his younger brother have?

Larry raised his wine glass. "Brother, you're old and feeble. Martha resents you and w