The most obedient and adorable girl?
Images vaguely erged in Steven Everett’s mind, and he started to feel tense inside.
He was used to being in this army, surrounded mainly by the n there, and had rarely interacted with girls, not knowing how to do so.
Let alone that Serena was much younger than him, he truly didn’t know how to interact with her in a way that would make her like him as her brother!
Steven Everett rubbed his head, feeling sowhat irritated, and coughed lightly, feigning a nonchalant attitude, though he deeply cared.
"What kind of brother does Serena like?"
Niall Everett answered imdiately, looking smug, "Serena likes a brother like the most!"
"Nonsense, Serena clearly likes as her brother the most!" Ian Everett promptly refuted.
Watching Niall and Ian Everett bicker relentlessly, Steven Everett appeared disdainful and wanted to throw both out of the car.
He couldn’t rely on them, and his eldest brother’s cunning nature ensured he wouldn’t tell him what kind of brother his sister liked, so it seed he had to figure it out on his own!
Steven Everett buried himself in thought, contemplating how to make Serena like him and beco her favorite brother!
...
Serena Everett didn’t return to the Everett Family but went to The Pit.
"Lord Moros, you’re here..."
Victor Sumrs called out flatteringly yet respectfully, with Harvey Sumrs standing fearfully beside him.
"Lord Moros!"
Harvey Sumrs also followed suit, calling out respectfully.
Unlike his usual arrogance, today he was timid, nearly kneeling in front of Serena, begging for rcy.
After his father gave him a harsh beating, he finally realized whom he had offended!
She was not only the Lord of the Underworld but also the fiancée of Imperia’s Living Reaper, Damian Quinn, and the Everett Family’s little Princess!
If she wanted to kill him, she wouldn’t even need to do it herself; a single word could make him wish he were dead!
Harvey Sumrs grew more frightened as he thought, his legs weakened, and with a "thud," he directly knelt before Serena.
"Lord... Lord Moros, I lost my head before and greatly disrespected you. I deserve to die a thousand tis; however you wish to punish , just spare my life!"
Victor Sumrs also quickly pleaded alongside.
"Lord Moros, I have only one son. Please, for the sake of my contributions and hardships managing the underground world, spare my son’s life..."
"Who gave you the face to say that?"
Serena’s delicate porcelain-white face turned cold as she kicked him in the chest, her voice chilling, instilling fear.
"You managed the underworld like this, and you dare speak of hardships to ?"
"Ah..."
Victor Sumrs was kicked hard to the ground, his face paled in agony, nearly fainting.
Despite the pain, he forced himself to speak weakly.
"Lord Moros, please calm down... Everything’s my fault..."
"Of course it’s your fault."
Serena’s exquisite features took on a hint of wrath, making her incredibly formidable.
"If you hadn’t accidentally saved once back in the day, do you think you’d still be alive to speak to now?"
The current underworld had turned into a violent and bloody hell, completely different from what she initially wanted.
Ultimately, she bore responsibility for it too; if she hadn’t given Victor Sumrs full power, the underworld wouldn’t have turned into this.
Victor Sumrs sensed the hidden murderous intent in her tone, frightened enough to disregard the pain as he imdiately knelt and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Lord... Lord Moros, I know I made a grave mistake. I deserve to die a thousand tis, but I beg you, rember the favor from back then, and spare my life..."
No one could have imagined that the once-tyrannical Victor Sumrs would now kneel before a young girl, even to the point of bleeding from contusions, unbelievable to those hearing.
Serena’s pale fingertips pressed tightly, her beautiful and slightly upturned eyes shone with coldness, "Mistakes require consequences; surrender all your family’s assets amassed over these years..."
Upon hearing this, Victor Sumrs was overjoyed, "Of course, of course! Lord Moros, I’ll do whatever you say; I’ll surrender the assets without keeping a penny!"
After all, money isn’t as important as life!
Serena looked at him coldly and supplented slowly, "Also, cripple your legs and get out of Imperia, never to return for the rest of your life."
Victor Sumrs’ face turned pale again, but ultimately he trembled through accepting, "Yes, I’ll follow Lord Moros’ orders! Thank you for not killing ..."
Though the punishnt was harsh, at least he kept his life!
Especially considering that the favor wasn’t from him, he got the privilege for free, gaining the right to manage the underworld, enjoying prestige over the years, committing nurous atrocities, deserving retribution now.
"No... If we’re chased out of Imperia, we’re ruined... I don’t want to leave Imperia..."
Harvey Sumrs couldn’t accept the outco, feeling severely provoked, becoming hysterical.
Serena found it noisy, her voice icy, "Take him away and deal with it."
"Right, boss!"
Jude Ford imdiately complied respectfully, his movents swift, and soon the room regained its peace.
Serena’s brows contained remnants of hostility, making her look cold and alluring, irresistible for anyone’s gaze.
After handling the underworld matters, the next target was Eleanor Linden.
Wait a few more days, once Sumr Miller’s injuries heal, it’ll be Eleanor’s turn for retribution...
"Boss, we’ve already crippled Victor Sumrs’ and his son’s legs and thrown them out of Imperia."
Listening to Jude Ford’s report, Serena nodded indifferently.
"From now on, you’ll manage the underworld. Report to only if there are issues."
She couldn’t invest all her ti and energy in the underworld as her chip research reached a critical phase, keeping her occupied.
She was confident in handing the underworld over to Jude Ford for managent.
"Alright, boss!"
Jude Ford responded cheerfully, being the sycophant, supporting Serena’s arm.
"Boss, rest assured; I won’t let you down!"
Damian Quinn arrived to witness the scene, his elongated and deep almond-shaped eyes squinting suddenly, a dangerous aura erging.
Jude Ford, who had been smiling brightly, felt a sudden chill down his back, and fear surged from within.
Turning his head, he t Damian Quinn’s piercingly cold gaze.
"Do you not want your hand anymore?"
Reviews
All reviews (0)