Stephen frowned. He had thought that it was done by the other families of Piltvov and that it was a conspiracy against the Philos family. He had never thought that it was done by outsiders.
He heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, his face was full of hatred and anger.
He had taught Harold that he should not be addicted to women and should not be addicted to women. He could not keep cleaning up his mess. Sooner or later, he would fall into the gutter.
Now, it came true. He met someone he could not afford to offend and was killed.
Stephen sighed. He was a little tired.
However, although his son took the initiative to attack and was killed, he only knew that his son was dead. Since the other party did not give face to the Philos family, then the other party should pay the price.
Therefore, there was no such thing as fairness in this world. Power was the truth.