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Chapter 897

With Celena tucked in, Liam stood up. The softness that had graced his features a moment ago vanished, replaced by a chilling glare. It was as if he had morphed into a warrior from hell itself, ready to unleash vengeance.

Liam's whole being was ablaze with an intense desire for vengeance, his eyes icy and unyielding as they fixed on Yankel. The image of Yankel nearly tearing off Celena's clothes had ignited an inferno of wrath within him.

"Yankel, I warned you once not to touch my wife and kid. If you do, I'll make sure you live to regret it. Looks like my warning slipped your mind!" Liam's voice was a low growl.

Yankel, then back on his feet with his nose bleeding profusely, snarled back at Liam, "Who the hell do you think you are, Liam? Do you think you're someone special? You're just a wandering soul with no anchor, no right to make me regret anything."

Boiling with rage, Yankel could not believe Liam had the audacity to threaten him, especially after repeatedly ruining his plan
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