On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 266

The sounds of struggle and muffled pleas from outside confirmed it: Lance had lost. He closed his eyes in despair.

Anthony’s gaze remained fixed on him. “Where is she?”

Lance didn’t answer.

With a dismissive shove, Anthony sent Lance sprawling to the floor and strode past him, heading upstairs. Amy crawled to her father’s side, crying. “Daddy, are you hurt?”

Lance seemed not to hear her, muttering to himself, “How could he be Anthony George?”

Why would he be Anthony George?

“Daddy, talk to me!” Amy’s sobs grew louder. “Are you broken?”

Her cries finally snapped him out of his daze. He sat up and pulled her into his arms. “It’s okay, sweetie. Daddy’s fine.”

“I was so scared,” she whimpered. “That bad man was so, so mean.”

Lance closed his eyes, saying nothing.

A few minutes later, Anthony descended the stairs, carrying an unconscious Jessica in his arms. He paused beside Lance. “This is the last time,” Anthony said, his voice dangerously low. “Next time, I’ll kill you.”

With that, he walked out of the house.

Just as Anthony was about to step into the night, Lance called out, “Do you think Arthur George will accept a divorced woman with a child? If you get together with Jessica, you can say goodbye to your position as head of the family. She’ll cost you everything.”

Anthony’s voice dripped with scorn. “I’m not like you. Pathetic.”

His silhouette vanished into the darkness. Lance’s fists clenched, his knuckles turning white as he held his daughter tighter.

Lance crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray. After a long moment, he finally spoke. “What do you know about the George family?”

Catherine blinked. “What?”

“Do you know who Anthony George is?”

She nodded instinctively. Of course she’d heard the name.

Lance let out a grim laugh. “Can you find out everything there is to know about him? Everything.”

“What did he do to you?” she asked tentatively.

His lips thinned into a hard line. “He’s trying to steal my wife.”