The Heir.( A son In-law's revenge)

REGENCY

AT THE GLASS HOUSE

Andallio profiled on the terrace, his eyes drying off sleep as he waited on his men’s return. "It’s so hard to trust people," Andallio muttered depressingly. Lopez was at his house that night when his father fought with him and Fredrick. He was there for more money and an update on the case. "That fool tried to scare me off; he wanted more than he could ever chew. I hope he’s on his way out from earth right now," he bemoaned, sipping more wine out of his glass.

Their white bus zoomed in with a barce, almost celarung out the men that manned the gate. "Standn down, what’s the assle? Andallio yelled, stopping his men from attacking them.

"How did it go?" Andallio asked them curiously. "Who’s the man behind the mask?" he asked treacherously, and flicking his fingers on his hair like he could ring out the details from their mouths.

Their faces were overly saddened and dropping. None of them faced him. He noticed the bloodstains and bullet holes on their bodies.

"Where