Meanwhile, at the carter villa, Brian was seated next to Benjamin with an uneasy look on his face. Benjamin also had similar facial expression on his face. “ Are you still unable to get in touch with him.” He asked Brian.“Yes, I have called Eric a hundredths time already but he isn't picking it up.” Brian responded.It had been a full day since they had been trying to reach Eric. However, it was futile and this put them is a very uncomfortable position had this had nevr happened before.“That damn brat. Is this is way if being rebellious.” Benjamin growled as he was get much displeased by the response he got from Brian.Brian shaked his head furiously. “He wouldn't do that, dad. Eric must think that you are still mad at him because of what happened.. Maybe you shouldn't have been too hard him.” Benjamin’ s eyebrows arched upwards as he stared at Brian “Are you saying that this was my fault?” “No…No….I wouldn't dare to…..” Brian was unable to complete his sentence as he was inter

Eva, pushing Bruce felt her heart hammering against her chest. "Stay inside!" she called out to her father, but it was already too late. Kate, ignoring everyone, flung the door open wide and dashed outside, her mind unable to process anything other than finding out what was going on and vent all her frustration “Damn it,” Chris muttered under his breath, quickly following her into the yard. Eva wasn’t far behind, the cold morning air hitting her like a wave as they stepped outside.What greeted them in the front yard was nothing short of a nightmare.Just beyond the entrance to the property, a massive, yellow excavator stood like a monstrous sentinel, its hydraulic crushing hammer raised menacingly in the air. The sight of it sent a chill down Eva’s spine. The hammer swung down with brutal force, slamming into the front wall of their home with a thunderous crash. Bricks, wood, and concrete crumbled under the pressure, scattering debris across the lawn.“Oh my God!” Eva gasped, taking

Trailing behind them was a tall, muscular man dressed in black, who looked every bit the thug you’d expect Eric to associate with.“Oh, no…” Eva muttered under her breath as she took a step closer to Chris.Chris eyes narrowed at Eric.Eric strolled toward them with a self-satisfied smirk plastered across his face. “Well, well, well,” he drawled, his voice dripping with mockery. “Looks like I’m just in time to watch the show.”Eva’s blood boiled at the sight of him. “Eric, uncle Brian What the hell is going on?” she demanded, her voice sharp and angry. “Did you..Did you do this?" She demanded, her voice trembling with fury. She stepped forward, her fists clenched at her sides as she glared at her cousin, trying to keep herself from completely unraveling.Eric smirked, enjoying every second of their confusion and panic. “Oh, absolutely,” he said casually, as though they were discussing the weather. “This house? Still belongs to the Carter family, and last I checked, you and your lit

Eva watched in horror as the roof caved in, the second floor of the house crumbling under the weight of the hammer. The walls gave way, and with a final, thunderous crash, the house was reduced to rubble. Dust and debris filled the air, the once-familiar home now nothing more than a pile of wreckage. Eva’s heart ached as she turned to look at the remains of their home, the place where she had grown up, where she had shared so many memories with her family. Now, it was all gone. For a moment, there was nothing but the sound of the rubble settling, the echoes of destruction hanging in the air like a dark cloud. The world felt as though it had stopped, the weight of what had just happened pressing down on all of them. Chris’s looked at Eva “Take mother back inside the car,” he said quietly, his voice soft but urgent. Eva, still stunned by what had happened, nodded numbly and retreated a few steps with her mother, though her eyes stayed locked on Chris. Chris turned back to Eric an

The air inside the car felt heavy, almost suffocating. The silence, which had reigned supreme since they left the crumbled remnants of the Carter family home, was unbearable. Outside, the fading light of day was slowly being swallowed by the oncoming night, casting long, eerie shadows over the countryside. The only sound came from the rhythmic hum of the tires against the asphalt and the occasional click of Kate’s tongue, which grated against everyone’s nerves. The rain had started only moments after they left the destroyed house, the soft patter of droplets on the roof blending with the hum of the engine. Inside, the atmosphere was suffocating. Chris, seated behind the wheel, drove with an unyielding calm, though his thoughts were anything but settled. Chris’s hands gripped the steering wheel firmly as he navigated the winding road, his eyes fixed ahead, his expression unreadable. As he was driving them toward their new destination. Behind him, the murmurs of tension were palp