Vincent gestured with both his hands as he continued talking about the past. His voice quivered as he said, "Do you know that when I reached home that day, I saw my mom sprawled on the coffee table, her blood seeping through her clothes, and her blood splattered on the ground?"Her stomach was split open vertically. Her eyes were wide," he said. "The baby lay in a messy pool of blood on the ground as if it was thrown onto the floor like trash. It was already eight months along. I could see that it was a boy. The knife was still stuck in his abdomen." Vincent trembled uncontrollably. His eyes showed fear, resulting from the memories that threatened to overwhelm him. There was also rage in his eyes, and sometimes a murderous look in them. It looked like he was on the verge of losing his sanity. "Two slashes was all it took," he muttered. "My mom died, and my little brother was gone too. I no longer have a family. The harlot and that darned old man who calls himself my father sh

"I'll tell you about it on the balcony," said Austin, standing up. He headed upstairs with Walter following closely behind him. Cecily and the others didn't follow the two of them upstairs. This was the first time Walter and Austin chatted, and it just so happened to be after the latter finally let go of the thing that weighed on his heart. It wasn't right for the others to follow the two of them when Austin wanted to talk to Walter alone. When they reached the balcony, Austin rested his elbows on the railing and propped his head on his hand. He seemed to be swimming in his thoughts as he enjoyed the night breeze. With a frown, an anxious Walter walked over to the balcony and gingerly asked, "Is something the matter, Austin?" Back then, one of the factors he used to convince Austin to agree to become his successor was that Austin could bring Dahlia back here. That way, she could regain her title as the head of the family's wife. Now, Dahlia was gone. The factor seemed to

"Do you want to return to the Redmont family?" Austin asked. The question came as a total surprise, and Vincent froze. "I'm no longer a part of that family. Why would I go back to them?" "To take revenge," Austin stated plainly. His sentence was curt, yet the atmosphere in the living room seemed to turn taut because of it. Ezra, Edward, and the others in the room were shocked at his response. Cecily opened her mouth as if to say something, but she couldn't find the words for it. Even Vincent himself didn't expect that to come out of Austin's mouth. An incomprehensible look flashed across Vincent's eyes, but soon, it disappeared entirely. He said, "We are no match for them yet."Desperate times called for desperate measures. However, the Redmonts weren't anywhere near desperate for now. They were currently a strong and powerful family. Even the Emersons in the capital couldn't compare to the Redmonts in terms of wealth and power. "So what?" Austin raised an eyebrow. He gave

Austin's tone abruptly changed when he said, "Do you remember Vincent killing Zayne at the wedding?""Yeah." Terror flashed across Cecily's pretty face. "His face was terrifying. No one would've been able to stop him if it weren't for you taking action." Austin smiled bitterly at the thought. "That's why I asked him to join me to take revenge. He claims that he's climbed out from that hellhole called his past, yet all along, he's been trying to hide his rage and hatred behind his smiles." He added, "And it all happened because of the Redmont family!" "I get it now." Cecily nodded. She gave him a gentle reminder. "I know you want to take revenge on them and that you want to help Vincent let go of his past for good, but promise me that you'll stay safe. You have to come back here if things don't go according to plan." That she said, she patted her tummy and shot him a cunning yet dazzling smile. "The baby and I will wait for you to come back home." "Really? Are you pregnant al

"I forgot about that," Vincent said, lowering his head in thought.Suddenly, they both looked up and exchanged a cold smile. The temperature inside the car seemed to drop sharply.As the wealthiest family in Basin City, the Redmont family stood at the top, looking down on the world. Their status in Basin City was unmatched. Morgan's birthday banquet attracted the elite from all over Basin City, who came to offer their congratulations.For the banquet alone, a hundred tables were set up at the Redmont Residence. This was after Morgan insisted on keeping it modest and low-key, as it wasn't a birthday where his age had turned into a whole number.As noon approached, the area outside Redmont Residence was already packed with luxury cars, making it nearly impassable.The noise was deafening as crowds surged. Each time a guest arrived, pyrotechnics burst into the sky.Morgan, who was over 60 years old, was dressed in a bright red suit. With his face glowing with joy, he stood at