Chapter 182

Drakken stood in front of his father's house, staring at the guard who had just given him the news of his father's death. Suicide, they said. No signs of forced entry. He wondered if anyone would believe him if he told them that he didn't feel any sadness or regret. His father was a cruel man, a manipulative man who had never cared for anyone but himself.

He pushed open the door and walked inside. The air was thick with the smell of death. He walked through the mansion, his eyes scanning everything in sight. He felt nothing. Not even the slightest twinge of sadness.

Drakken entered his father's bedroom next. His father's lifeless body lay on the floor, foam pouring out of his mouth. He felt nothing but disgust. The man who had tormented him all his life was now gone, and he couldn't bring himself to feel any sympathy.

He walked closer to the body and looked down at it. His father's face was twisted in pain. The sight gave him a strange satisfaction. He wondered if his father had suffe