CHAPTER FORTY-NINE

LEWIS

The old man could still feel his own emotion and think his own thoughts. When he saw that his house was in shambles, his knees weakened, and he fell on the ground. If it were the original him, he would surely come at me and attack with everything that he had. However, I controlled his thoughts and ordered prevented him from doing such a thing because although I could easily overpower him, it would be hard for me to control myself from killing him.

It was like controlling one's strength to merely immobilize a fly and not kill it.

Beside me, Alphons' eyes slightly widened before coldly looking away.

It was clear that he did not want to do anything with his father anymore.

After destroying the old bastard's house, everything was concluded so I returned to the car to get some reward for a job well done.

Contrary to my expectation, however, instead of a happy Lia, what I saw was a tear-stricke