The King Of War Returns novel Chapter 11

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Emilia’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What?! Don’t worry, Derek. No one walks into the Thornfell estate and causes chaos without consequences. He’ll be punished.”

With her anger boiling over, she stormed toward Donald.

“Mr. Winston, what is this?” she snapped, pointing at Jaden. “This is the explanation you went to ask for? Supporting your daughter while she hooks up with another man—in front of my nephew? I don't expect you to be this shameless!”

Donald’s expression hardened.

He’d tolerated Emilia’s condescension long enough. But now, she was crossing the line. No one insulted his daughter in front of him—no matter what. Even if he's family is facing some financial challenges they're still part of the seven elites of Ravenmoor, he wouldn't tolerate anyone speaking to him in this manner.

“That’s enough out of you,” he snapped. “Don’t you dare speak about my daughter like that.”

Emilia blinked. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me,” Donald said coldly. “You don’t get to stand here and call my daughter a ‘hookup’ just because your precious nephew got jealous.”

Emilia’s face twisted. “You ungrateful bastard. I trusted you! And this is what I get? Betrayal? Letting your daughter whore herself around in public?”

“Watch your mouth. The Winston's are still part of the elites of this city!”

“No—I won’t, elites my foot, we all know your family is crumbling at the moment and you only gave out your daughter because you needed help from the Thornfells.” she spat. “You raised a disgrace. If we hadn’t found out now, my nephew would’ve ended up marrying public property!”

Donald bowed his head in shame, there was an atom of truth in what she was saying.

Hannah gasped. Tears welled up in her eyes.

“I’m calling off the engagement immediately,” Emilia continued. “And since we already paid off half your debt as part of the bride price, I expect you to return it tenfold. If not, my brother-in-law will make sure you pay with more than just money.”

Hannah’s voice cracked. “How can you say that about me? How could you humiliate me like this?”

Emilia’s eyes blazed. “Shut your mouth, you little whore. Both of you—kneel and apologize to Derek. Or I swear, I’ll make sure you regret ever showing your face here.”

She pointed directly at them.

Jaden took a single step forward, eyes like steel. “And how exactly do you plan to make us kneel?”

His voice was calm. Too calm.

“You’ve crossed a line, boy,” Emilia growled. “You’re going to regret every word.”

She turned sharply. “Kael!”

The room fell into a chilling silence.

An older man descended the stairs slowly. He wore a dark blue robe, his hands folded behind his back, his expression unreadable.

“Yes, President Emilia?” he asked, his voice smooth and quiet.

As soon as Hannah saw him, her breath hitched. Her entire body tensed.

“M-Master Kael…” she whispered, voice shaking. “He’s here.”

Her hands trembled as she grabbed Jaden’s arm. “Jaden, please… it’s him. The Reaper. He’s Lucian Thornfell’s top enforcer. He’s done unthinkable things. If we defy him, we won’t get a second chance.”

She tried to pull Jaden back, her voice barely a whisper. “Please… just kneel. Apologize. We won’t survive otherwise.”

As Kael stepped into the hall, his very presence silenced the murmurs, dread settling over the room like a stormcloud.

Emilia didn't waste a second. Her voice rang with venom. “I don’t want him dead quickly, Kael. Drag it out. Break every bone in his body. I want him to beg before he dies.”