Mysterious Son-in-law’s Revenge

Chapter Seventy-Five.

Martin raised his head as soon as he heard the statement, only to see Declan in his face. He tried to move but Declan was too quick to grab him by the neck first.

Martin tried to scream but the hold tightened shutting him up. Declan pulled him away in front of the table where he expected the distress button to be and pushed the man further into the couch.

“Who are you?” Martin asked, seething with rage. “And how the hell did you get in here?”

“That won’t be relevant now.” Declan smirked and poured his glass of wine into Martin’s mouth. “Besides, I want to be the one asking the questions here.”

Martin clawed at his throat as the contents slid down into his system.

“I am sure you know exactly what was inside that wine, especially since you produce it.” Martin’s eyes widened.

“C…Cansacora!”

“Aren’t you a sharp one?” Declan smirked, taking a seat across Martin before bringing out a small vial. “I have the antidote here and if you want to live… which I am sure you do; you will have to t