The atmosphere in the Blake Household was tense. In the grand hall, a gathering of Blake family members looked on with sullen expressions, their eyes filled with rage. Especially enraged was the head of the household, Blanche's father, Blake. His face was contorted with fury, his eyes blazing with intense anger and murderous intent.
Kneeling in the center of the hall were three figures: Samuel Thomas, Timothy Thomas, and Timothy's wife, Dorothy Collins.
"If Sophie doesn't bring that bastard Evan here today, I'll make sure your entire Thomas Household suffers a fate worse than death!" Blake's face twisted with malice as he pointed at the three, his voice dripping with venom.
Samuel Thomas trembled at Blake's words and quickly replied, "Master Blake, this was all Sophie's doing. It has nothing to do with our family! We had no idea that Evan was still alive. I beg you to show mercy and spare the Thomas Household!"
"Spare you? And who will make up for the humiliation and torment my daughter suffered?" Blake roared, kicking Samuel Thomas to the ground.
Samuel's face contorted with pain, and he dared not utter another word. Timothy and Dorothy, meanwhile, exchanged anxious glances, silently praying that Sophie wouldn't show up.
But just ten minutes later, Evan arrived at the Blake Household with Sophie.
"Mom! Dad!" Sophie rushed toward her parents upon seeing them kneeling on the ground.
"Sophie!" Timothy and Dorothy's faces changed when they saw their daughter. But as they looked at her face, they were stunned.
"Mom, Dad, are you okay?" Sophie asked, concern etched on her face.
"Sophie, your face..." Dorothy stared at her daughter's face in disbelief.
"Mom, Dad, Evan helped me recover!" Sophie replied.
The Blake family members and Samuel Thomas were all shocked to see that Sophie's face had been healed.
"Him?" Timothy and Dorothy's eyes shifted to Evan upon hearing Sophie's words.
At that moment, Evan stepped forward and greeted Sophie's parents, "Uncle, Aunt, it's been a long time."
"Hmph! You're still alive, and now you've come back to harm Sophie? Haven't you hurt her enough? Do you want her to die because of you?" Dorothy's voice was cold as she berated Evan.
"Mom, Evan—" Sophie began, but Dorothy cut her off, "Sophie, it's all because of him! If it weren't for him, would you have been disfigured? Would you have suffered so much humiliation? And now his reckless actions are going to get you killed!"
"You say I've hurt Sophie, but where were you when she was disfigured? Today, when she was humiliated by Zhiruo Blake at the hotel and even threatened with being forced to marry a drifter beggar, where were you then?" Evan retorted sharply. "You have no right to judge me!"
"You—" Dorothy fumed, pointing at Evan, but Blake interrupted her, "Enough!"
Blake's eyes burned with murderous intent as he glared at Evan. "Evan, I never thought you'd survive after being crippled and thrown into the sea. If I had known, I would have chopped you into pieces back then. My daughter Ruo wouldn't have suffered so much if I'd done that!"
Evan's cold gaze locked onto Blake. "Regret it now, do you?"
"You Blakes swallowed up the Evan Household's assets and caused Sophie so much pain. What your daughter went through today is just a small taste of what's coming!" Evan's voice was icy.
"Evan, you're asking for death!" Blake roared. "Guards! Seize him! I want him torn to pieces!"
At once, a group of Blake guards rushed in, ready to attack Evan.
"The person you want is me. Let the Thomas Household leave first!" Evan commanded coldly.
"Leave? They deserve to die too!" Blake sneered.
"Let them go!" Evan demanded again, his gaze piercing into Blake's, causing a sudden chill to run through Blake's heart.
Blake hesitated for a few seconds before he finally barked, "Get out!"
"Thank you, Master Blake!" Samuel Thomas hurriedly got up and ran outside. Evan looked at Sophie and said, "Sophie, take your parents and go."
"But Evan..." Sophie looked at Evan worriedly.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine," Evan reassured her.
"Let's go, Sophie!" Dorothy pulled Sophie toward the exit, and Timothy sighed softly before following them out.
"Boy, even if I let them go, they'll die after you're dead!" Blake's voice was cold as he glared at Evan.
"You won't get the chance," Evan replied coldly.
"Attack!" Blake commanded, and the Blake guards rushed toward Evan.
Suddenly, Cole Sharp and Evie appeared, moving like lightning through the crowd of guards.
With a few swift moves, all the Blake guards lay dead on the ground.
"Who are you people?" Blake's face paled as he stared at Cole and Evie.
"Those who dare harm the Heir shall die!" Cole declared emotionlessly.
"To act so arrogantly in the Blake Household—do you really think we have no one left?" Blake's voice boomed with fury...
