As Carter spoke, his face fell. “The price was our child becoming a puddle of blood water.”

His eyes glared with smoldering hatred as he said this.

“Heh.” He chuckled again and looked at Madeline and Jeremy with his hostile eyes.

“You have three children, right? You must feel delighted and blessed to be parents, right? How will you feel if your children died?”

“Carter,” Jeremy interrupted Carter. He would not listen to statements like this. How would he allow someone to curse his three treas