Chapter 152 The Price Of Mercy

• Leo’s POV
• The Bennett estate had once been a symbol of everything Leo despised excess without substance, marble floors that reflected nothing but vanity. But tonight, it felt different. The chandelier lights were dimmed, the air stale with worry, and silence hung over the room like an unspoken debt.
• Leo stepped through the tall doors with Fred at his side. He hadn’t planned to come, but when the call came from Mr. Bennett himself a trembling voice asking for “a few minutes to talk” curiosity had outweighed restraint.