Chapter 82

• Fury seeped into Charles veins, and he clenched his fist tight as his eyes stayed fixed on the message. Every single word of that message was infuriating. The hand which held the phone squeezed it tight, and his lips was pulled into a tight line.
• After a few seconds, he forced himself to take a deep breath, but it didn't work, so he took in several deep breaths until the sudden storm that had risen in his chest had settled a little.
• He was going to get Mark. That he was very sure of, and when he finally caught him, he was going to tear him apart. He would rip him in pieces. He was keeping his anger for him, so when he finally caught him, he would unleash all the rage and fury he had been trying so hard to control. He was going to make him wish he never made it out of his mother's womb.