บท 893: Chapter 886 - The Target's Hound

[Note: A lot of events happened at once in this chapter. The mark *** signals a shift in event. Hope it's not too confusing <3]

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Horrified, Shawn frantically crawled toward Rayven, desperation etched into every movement as he tried to seize the young man's leg, but the guards swiftly intervened, pinning him down with unyielding strength.

"No! No! No!" Shawn's voice cracked with raw anguish as he thrashed against his restraints, his body writhing with futile resistance. "What are you going to do to him?!"

Rayven's laugh dripped with malice as he regarded Shawn with cold indifference, the gun in his hand a deadly reminder of his power. 

"What am I gonna do?" he repeated, his tone laced with contempt. "Why don't you decide for me? Tell me what I should do with your beloved son. Should I kill him here right before your eyes…?"