Chapter 95 My Father

• Raphael's POV
• “That must be from Fred. He is the only one bitter that you are making waves when he thought he had ruined you and taken over your inheritance.” Ella said from behind, as I dropped the phone on the table.
• I stood up from the couch; the alcohol effect was gone, and I could clearly see my beloved wife, broken, her shoulders slumped and eyes gloomy. This was enough to wake the demon in me. Fred will pay dearly for this.