"What do you intend to do to them?" Argento asked as the two of them sat on the single couch in the room. Argento twirled his wine glass in his fingers while looking at Abel.
"The Abella faction won't live for long."
"And she?"
Abel remained silent for a long time before slowly shaking his head, "I don't know," he replied honestly.
Argento nodded, he understood that it would be difficult for him to do. Killing a 'sister' he loved so much isn't a walk in the park.
"That man, why haven't you done anything to him yet?"
Argento shifted his gaze to look at him with a slight confusion on his face.
Seeing that Argento doesn't know who he was referring to, Abel said, "m– mother?" He called the word and it sounded strange to him. Calling the woman he had once seen as a demigod mother was weird to him but the truth cannot be changed.
"M– mother's ex husband." He finally said after much struggle with the word 'mother.'
