REVENGE.

AUTHOR’S POV.

“Woah, that is too easy,” he laughed as he entered the house with Agatha.

“I’ve been here for several years, so of course, they trust me when I say you’re my family,” she smacked her tongue and then twitched her mouth at the few maids who were in the living room.

“Ah… Mr. Liam sent him to come do something here,” she said to them.

“Follow me,” she said to Damien and then headed to the stairs.

“Did you bring it?” She asked as they ascended the stairs side by side.

“Yeah, sure. What are we doing now?” He asked.

“Follow me.”

As they entered the room, Damien slammed the door harshly behind him and then moved over to the bed where Daniel was lying.

“Is he dead?” He asked.

“Dead? He’s just sleeping! Hand it over to me, hurry,” she snapped her fingers.

Damien dipped his hand in his pocket, removed a syringe and a needle then handed it over to Agatha.

Agatha collected it from him and then moved over to the bed. She knelt on the bed beside Daniel and as she inserted the needle on