Chapter 850

Liam's eyes followed Caleb's gaze to Cirold, who was drenched in blood. He gave a faint nod and said, "Let the cops in Dernburg take care of this."

Caleb, mopping the sweat off his brow as if caught in a downpour, quickly agreed, "Absolutely!"

He sneaked a peek at the captured goons outside, then at the car behind him, and let out a sigh of relief.

Tonight might just spell the end for the Carson family in Dernburg.

Liam, seated in the back, radiated an icy ferocity, his eyes flickering with lethal intent. "Let's roll! To the Carson family estate!"

At the same time, Nash was seated in the grand hall in the Carson family estate, just like the previous day, with rows of family representatives before him. Cirold's seat to his right was conspicuously empty.

A worried look crossed the face of a representative from one of the family branches. "Mr. Carson, Cirold has been gone for quite a while. Why hasn't he come back? Could something have gone wrong?"

That question set off a wave of c