'What?! That fucking puppet again?! How?! Why?! That's impossible, unless...'
Jacob subtly moved towards the door of the office and opened it ever so slightly so that he could see into the ballroom next door. Amongst the crowd of partygoers, he could see that the Fourth Young Master of the Zhen Clan was still with his other clansmen, drinking the Wolfe Family's wine and mingling with others without a care in the world.
The fact that he was still on the estate should have relieved him, instead, it infuriated him.
Three times.
Three fucking times this detestable young master of the Zhen Clan had made himself a nuisance for the illustrious Wolfe Family, and one time was already one too many.
He had the gall to ruin the treasured Ifrit Fire Heart Crystal that the family had painstakingly isolated and fairly secured. It wasn't their fault that other people didn't understand it belonged to them.
