The next morning, Mallory arrived home after spending some time at her husband's place. She had heard about the downfall of Hartz Industries and that Colin Hartz was missing. Her husband and two sons had accompanied her as well.
"Father, have you heard about Hartz?" Mallory asked as she settled on the sofa and looked at her father. "His wife said he's missing. We need to help them. Whoever dares hurt our relatives—we should punish them."
Before Mallory could say more, a voice interrupted her.
"Oh, so you're already here before you were dragged here."
Mallory looked up at the man coming downstairs, holding his wife's hand.
"Aiden, what kind of way is that to talk to your aunt? Why would you drag me here? This is my home—"
"Just shut that annoying mouth of yours," Justin said, his expression calm, but his tone cold and sharp.
"You—"
"You lost the right to be my aunt the day you conspired with Colin Hartz to kill my parents and their children," Justin said coldly.
