Just like that?
His father had acted even more decisively than he would have.
Ramsey's heart pounded in his chest.
For as long as he could remember, his father had served by grandpa's side, handling trivial matters like any ordinary butler.
Whenever he overheard others talk about his father's past, he'd dismissed it as an exaggeration.
Now, he realized how wrong he'd been. It was the classic tactic—kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.
With the chicken dead, the monkeys would naturally tremble in fear.
The two remaining men felt the shadow of death loom over them, their ashen faces stiffening with dread.
Grandpa Luther didn't even spare a glance at the corpse on the floor.
Instead, he lifted his gaze and addressed the two men, his voice eerily calm yet carrying an oppressive weight.
"What about you two?"
Terror gripped their hearts, and they exchanged a fleeting look.
But the thought of their families holding hostage clenched their jaws shut.
