0016-Father And Son

Darren staggered into the house, his face flushed red as he struggled to endure the pain radiating from his broken left arm.

He screamed hysterically, "AAAHHH! DAMN IT! YOU’RE DEAD, ZANDER!" His shout shattered the night’s silence, prompting every Xanta family servant to rush out from their corners of the mansion.

“Young Master Darren...What happened?!” one of the servants asked, approaching in panic.

“Doctor!” Darren groaned, clutching his limp left arm. “Call the family doctor! NOW!”

Without waiting for further orders, a servant sprinted toward the phone, while others carefully guided Darren to the living room to sit down. His face was drenched in cold sweat, and even the slightest movement drew louder curses.

“DAMN YOU, ZANDER!” Darren roared again, his voice cracking with rage. “I swear to God, I’ll get my revenge. I’ll destroy him until there’s nothing left!”

The doctor arrived a few minutes later, carrying a medical bag and plaster cast supplies.

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