Chapter 62 A Kill Joy

• The heavy weight of the recent happenings was heavily laid on Liam's broad shoulders as he trudged into the mansion, his expression looking almost depressed. The assault on him and his wife, the joint attack from his ex-lover and cousin, and the theft of his lifetime project, all of which remained a mystery to him as he racked his brain in despair for ways to solve the missing pieces of the puzzle.
• He was a dangerous man recognized for his calculative and manipulative nature. He was never going to go down easily without a fight. Why should he bow to his enemies?... An act of recklessness and indecisiveness was the weakness he wanted to exploit but he wasn't going to give them the privilege to corner him in such a state. With a renewed resolve to tackle the upcoming challenges, he strode into the living room to meet his fiancee sitting quietly on the couch, her eyes glued to the television set.
• His hardened gaze melted at her distant expression which he thought was cute. Yes, he wanted to protect her for the rest of his life. The feeling of love was strange to him but he enjoyed the warmth it brought to his icy heart.