Chapter 163

"Who did this?"

Seeing Adler's bloodied lower body, Atticus was furious. He usually tolerated the younger generation's scheming and fighting within the family, believing that moderate competition fostered excellence.

However, he would never tolerate deadly violence.

Frederick stood tall and unflinching. "I did."

Atticus's face darkened to an extreme. "Was it on purpose, or an accident?"

"I did it on purpose. He touched my wife! Shouldn't he be punished? I spared his life out of respect for you, Grandpa," Frederick said with a cold, mocking smile.

Tyrell's eyes bulged with rage. "Father! Did you hear that? This boy is utterly without morals! He treats lives like they're nothing, and he acts as if he's the real master of the family!"

Barrett sneered. "You can't say that, Tyrell. Your precious son brought this on himself by messing with someone’s wife. It's called karma!"

"Barrett, haven’t you had your share of affairs with married women? Don't act all high and mighty now!" Tyre