"That little bastard needs to die!" Maurice finally exploded, unable to contain his rage any longer as he shot to his feet with a thunderous roar.

He slammed his palm down with such force that boiling waves of energy erupted outward, sending the two Shadow Division operatives flying backward as blood sprayed from their mouths.

The desk in front of him shattered into pieces.

Scarlett's lips moved, her face turning pale. "Dad, you… should calm down. This isn't the time to lose your temper."