Zack hurried back to the Zorander's resident and straight to his father's study. He was more annoyed when he saw his father doing his daily activities like he did not just order to poison someone.
"How can you still call yourself an honorable man, when you deceived your own son. You failed your promise," Zack said. He did not bother speaking politely to him.
Lord zorander frowns his brows hearing his son's words. If not for his wife that pleaded with him, he would have delivered her body in bits to him. Missandal was a commoner and her life meant nothing. Zack was his only son, how could he let him humiliate the family name that way. "I kept my promise the girl is alive," lord Zorander answered.
"what? You call that alive, her heart can stop anytime," Zack said. His hands were balled into a fist. If only this man seated before him was not his father Zack would have killed him already.
