Minute by minute, time continued to pass. Zephyr sat alone in the grand hall of the Stevens Mansion, his impatience growing by the second.
He could not understand how the once-proud daughter he had raised had become so spineless. Aspen, who had always been confident and strong-willed, now sat there crying like a weak, helpless fool. It was humiliating.
The Stevens family's entire force was now in Jayrodale—a military presence strong enough to flatten anyone in their way. Taking down some nobody named Andrew should be an easy task.
Zephyr had already made up his mind. Not only would he crush Andrew, but now that he was in Jayrodale, he would also challenge the Rhodes, the Wellers, and anyone else who dared stand in his way.
Aspen had been sent to Jayrodale with a mission. Since she had failed, it was time for him, the head of the Stevens family, to take matters into his own hands.
Just then, Irene and Leroy arrived with Christina, all wearing polite smiles.
"Mr. Zephyr, welc
