Radcliffe Family estate.
Zade Radcliffe held Otis Radcliffe's corpse in a daze, his gaze empty.
In his arms.
The warmth was slowly leaving Otis Radcliffe's body.
"Radcliffe Family... why was I born into the Radcliffe Family..."
Zade Radcliffe's roar was weak.
His eyes had become swollen from crying, but he still held Otis tightly.
"Yaron Radcliffe, when you placed Julius Reed within the Radcliffe Family, were you already prepared to sacrifice us..."
He felt helpless.
Sitting alone on the couch, he seemed like a helpless old man.
In his declining years, ironically a white-haired man sending off a dark-haired one.
He managed a bitter smile.
But suddenly, this smile turned strange: "Since you don't wish us peace, don't blame me for letting you down!"
Zade Radcliffe picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Otis is dead, no need for you to come anymore."
After saying this, he hung up the phone and deleted the call log.
