Chapter 458

But the Riddle family basically had Mr. Riddle Sr. As capable as Nicole was, he would never escape his grasp Thinking of this, Mr. Rogers Sr. breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back haughtily in his chair, and sneered at Mr. Riddle Sr, who was still standing there.

“Aren’t you conceding?” he asked.

Daniel and Gloria had also stood up and walked up to Mr. Riddle Sr.’s side to stand with him.

Meanwhile, the look in Damien’s and Dexter’s eyes showed they were struggling internally.

Mr. Rogers Sr. looked pleased with seeing the dilemmatic look of those people in front of him. “What are you all going to do? Standing here in protest?”

No way he would let them out of the manor before he had achieved his goal.

Miley also seemed to have been aware of some sort of anomaly. She looked at Mr. Rogers Sr. with a hint of fear in her eyes.

“Uncle Rogers, what do you mean by not allowing us to leave?”

Mr. Rogers Sr. guffawed and turned to look at Miley with contempt.

“You don’t deserve to call me your uncle,” he said.

Miley’s face turned pale instantly, her lips trembling. She could not accept that her self esteem was trampled upon. Damien saw her expression and stood up angrily. “What do you mean?”

Dexter walked slowly to Mr. Riddle Sr. with his wife to stand together with the others and looked at Mr.

Rogers Sr., who had turned from a gentleman to a nasty, bossy man. Mr. Rogers Sr. kept a straight face as he methodically took a sip of tea and then forced the cup down on the table.

“What do I mean? You all are to stay and die if necessary. That’s what I mean. It’s your honor to die for me.”

Mr. Riddle Sr. looked at Mr. Rogers Sr., who was now showing his true colors. There was some emotion trembling in his eyes, which were filled with disbelief.

“H-How can you do this?” he asked.

Mr. Rogers Sr. looked at him with a sneer. “You’d better come back and sit down so we can still pretend to be friends and brothers. Don’t say that I didn’t warn you.”

As he finished speaking, his bodyguards immediately drew their weapons and looked menacingly at the Riddles.

Mr. Riddle Sr. looked at the vicious-looking Mr. Rogers Sr. and spelled out his words. “What goes around comes around. Aren’t you afraid of karma?”

Mr. Rogers Sr. burst into laughter as if he had heard some ridiculous joke. “I’m curious to know who in San Joto can hand down karma on me. Oh, Benjamin, you’re still as naïve as ever. No wonder the Riddle family has slumped so much now. It’s all because of your stupidity.” Mr. Riddle Sr. looked nonchalant despite the insult. He looked silently at the triumphant Mr. Rogers Sr. and shook his head slowly.

Mr. Rogers Sr. thought that Mr. Riddle Sr. was afraid, and he said arrogantly, “Even God can’t save you all today. Benjamin, just admit your fate.”

With that, he sneered and ordered all of them to be locked up.

“Really?”