Chapter 1038: Chapter 1038

Chapter 1038:

Without hesitation, he reached out to seize the snake necklace from her.

But before his hand could make contact, Kellan intercepted. His grip closed around the man’s wrist with a force that sent an unmistakable message.

“You’re asking for death,” Kellan said, his voice low and icy. As he looked down, the ominous darkness in his eyes made the bodyguard shiver.

Before he could react, he felt Kellan’s counter-force.

Kellan grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard. Crack!

The sickening sound of bone snapping reverberated through the room. The bodyguard’s face went ashen as he collapsed to his knees, clutching his broken wrist and howling in pain. “My hand! It’s broken!” he cried out in agony.

Allison stepped forward, her expression unyielding, and delivered a firm kick to the man, sending him sprawling aside.

“People should assess their own abilities before attempting something beyond their reach,” she remarked coolly.

As she said this, her gaze shifted upward, locking firmly with Brook’s. She spoke with unwavering confidence. “Mr. Lloyd, if my memory serves me correctly, this necklace doesn’t belong to you. It was a gift Gianna entrusted to Kellan. Even as his father, you have no right to take it back.”

Allison finally grasped the iron walls that had caged Kellan’s heart for so many years.

Anyone trapped under the thumb of such a domineering and self-serving father would feel suffocated.

“How dare you!”

Brook’s chest rose and fell violently, his anger bursting forth.

For decades, Kellan’s hatred had remained a silent storm, never spilling into public confrontation.

Yet now, not only had his son defied him, but even Allison had dared to stand against him with that pointed accusation.

Brook realized that this woman was actually more formidable than he had ever imagined.

Feeling the weight of his crumbling authority, he barked his orders. “Retrieve that necklace, no matter the cost! It belongs to the Lloyd family!”

The two bodyguards answered in unison, their voices sharp, “Understood.”

Witnessing this, Nova was thrilled, her grin a fleeting shadow. She lived for moments like these, where those she hated were crushed under the heel of misfortune.

“Try taking one step closer,” Allison said, her voice slicing through the tension as she held up the necklace for all to see.

A cold, murderous aura radiated from Kellan like frost creeping over glass.

“Touch her, and your neck will be the next to snap,” he warned, his tone a lethal promise.

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