While the four men were still locked in conversation, they suddenly became aware of the rising commotion outside. Grand Viper's hawk-like eyes immediately sharpened as he turned to look into the distance, his tone dropping to a deadly chill.
"Mr. Driscoll… we've got company, and they're not here for tea."
Quinton and Mosby reacted a beat faster than Rafael, thanks to their higher combat instincts.
"What the hell…" Mosby muttered, eyes narrowing in suspicion.
Quinton stared for another second before his face turned ashen. "N-No way. Why is our family's elite guard here?! And Andrew? Damn that conniving snake—he actually brought my people with him?"
Rafael's expression darkened. "Mr. Wright Senior, what's the meaning of this show of force?"
By then, Kevin, Tora, and over 100 members of the Wrights' elite guard had already surrounded the villa in full formation. As the head of one of the Five Apex Families, Kevin's presence radiated authority.
He stepped forward, voice cold and commanding. "Mr. Driscoll, sorry for the intrusion—our family's settling a blood feud."
He then turned his glare toward Grand Viper. "And you, old bastard… You won't see another birthday. Mark my words, this time next year, you'll be rotting in the ground."
Grand Viper grinned wickedly, the massive snake coiled around his neck, flicking its tongue in agitation. "I wasn't looking for you, but you actually came to me on your own! Since that's the case, let's settle all of our grudges. After I kill you, Kevin, I'll just flee to the northern martial arts world and never come south again!"
Kevin roared angrily, "Grand Viper, all the enmity between us stems from your two assassins! They killed my family's guard members without provocation, leading to today's hatred. So all of this is your own doing—you provoked my family first!"
Quinton nearly collapsed. He could see it in his father's eyes—Kevin had murder in his heart.
When his gaze darted toward Andrew, he saw that smirking face, the one filled with mockery and amusement, and something inside him snapped.
"Wait! Father, just let me say one last thing! This whole mess was all Andrew's doing! That treacherous devil played both sides, fanning the flames on both sides, making our family clash with Grand Viper! This bastard has evil intentions and deserves to die horribly!"
Quinton jabbed his trembling finger at Andrew, rage boiling over. If he could, he would have torn Andrew apart right there. All his wealth, legacy, and pride as the eldest Wright son had all gone up in smoke because of him.
There were nights Quinton would sit straight up in bed in the middle of the night, screaming to the heavens, "Why?! Why did the universe choose me to destroy like this?"
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