Victoria hesitated a bit. She did not want this maniac to know the truth until she gets a word from her father. She was a businesswoman and knew what sort of ambitions this so call sons of her father held in their non-beating cold dead hearts. She said with much change in her face, "Will you not know the truth when father comes back."
Despite everything and anything, the stepsons of the Vlad household had a firm bond. They would kill and die for each other. Well, so they said. Liya was the person Aran played with, the next day he gifted his toy to his poor ill-tempered brother. Thinking of it that way, isn't it indirect murder? The culprit is Aran. Okay, back to the story.
Aran sneered and said, "I will wait. How about we go..." suddenly his nose picked up a scent. He turned to his right gazing at the gravestones, he spoke in a cold voice, "Who dares to kill my people?"
