The timid little girl wiped her tears and said weakly.
That single sentence evoked a deep sense of pity.
"He's still young and hasn't lost his lust for life," Easton Thorpe sneered. "Even if you're not a legitimate daughter, he wouldn't be willing to let you die at the hands of an outsider!"
Easton was right.
Despite the dark struggles involved, Brie Neal was innocent.
How could the dignified Braydon allow his own child to die at the hands of outsiders?
Braydon was already a father, and his cold heart still had a soft spot for his child.
"With this chip, even if Braydon comes, he won't dare to act rashly!" The old man from the Golden Dragon Pavilion laughed sinisterly.
"Holding Commander Neal's child hostage and using it as a bargaining chip, you're creating a monstrous feud!" The third-generation elder of the Seymour family was extremely excited.
