Chapter 221
Chapter 221:
Maisie pushed his chair, her face etched with grief.
Mother and son had come to see Chadwick that day.
The second Rylan’s eyes locked on Alden, they blazed with venom. He spun his wheelchair, ready to charge.
Maisie, aware of Alden’s current power, feared her son’s recklessness. She grabbed the chair, holding him back with a desperate grip.
They stayed where they were, forced to watch Alden stride away, cool and untouchable.
“Mom! Why’d you stop me?” Rylan’s voice was raw, his fists hammering the armrests once Alden was out of sight.
Maisie swiped at her tears, swallowing sobs as she tried to calm him. “Rylan, we can’t afford to tangle with Alden now. Sometimes, you’ve got to bite your tongue when the odds are stacked against you p>
Rylan’s resentment boiled over. The sight of Alden’s strong, steady strides made him grind his teeth until they ached. Maisie knew the fire consuming her son’s heart.
Once she was certain Alden was gone, she leaned close, her voice a bitter hiss in Rylan’s ear. “That wretched Alden—he destroyed his own brother and father! All he cares about is avenging Delaney, but he couldn’t even find her body. And his dead mother? She would wander restless, forever lost in the dark p>
Maisie hadn’t meant for her words to carry weight—they were spoken in a fit of anger. But Rylan didn’t brush them off. His eyes narrowed, and something stirred in his thoughts.
He remembered the day he had stumbled upon the truth—that Alden’s mother, Delaney, had been killed by Chadwick. The shock had hit him hard. After that, a quiet fear of his own father began to creep into his heart.
Driven by the need to protect himself from the same fate, Rylan had started digging into the past.
Being Chadwick’s son had its advantages. Doors that would’ve stayed locked for others opened easily for him. It didn’t take long before most of the family’s buried secrets surfaced.
Yet one detail refused to surface—Delaney’s body had never been accounted for.
𝖂𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖓 𝖋𝖔𝖗
At the time, he hadn’t thought much of it. Just a missing piece in a grim puzzle. But now, his mother’s outburst brought that missing piece back into sharp focus.
Chadwick was the kind of man who trusted no one and showed no mercy. He would’ve demanded proof with his own eyes, no matter if Delaney was breathing or not.
But if no one ever found her body, then maybe the truth wasn’t as simple as he thought it was.
Rylan’s expression turned unreadable. He made up his mind right then—he was going to dig until he uncovered everything.
Once Alden learned about Chadwick’s current situation, he turned his attention to the men who had once stood by his father.
Things played out exactly as he thought they would. With Chadwick gone, the group lost its anchor, and it didn’t take long before they split up and drifted in different directions.
Word of Alden’s retaliation had spread fast. Out of fear, these people began scrambling—selling off what they could and slipping into the shadows. None of them had the backbone to fight back anymore.