Oswald's subordinate continued with the grim news. "The doctor said he'll likely spend the rest of his life bedridden!"

Oswald said nothing, slowly closing his eyes as the weight of the situation sank in. "So you're telling me that my two sons, the Ackermann family's carefully groomed powerhouses, are now completely ruined?

"And the one who's destroyed is the heir who was supposed to inherit the Ackermann family legacy! The one who should have died didn't; the one who shouldn't have died got hurt instead!"

When he opened his eyes again, they were filled with blood-red fury, radiating pure malice and rage.

The successor he had painstakingly groomed was gone, ruined in a single night; this hatred could only be washed away with Andrew's blood.

Before Andrew could even respond, a loud, cocky laugh echoed through the entrance. "Well, well, Mr. Ackermann Senior. You really think you're a big shot, surrounding Andy like this? Since when does the Ackermann family run Gabo Creek like