Chapter 86 Men Who Cried

• Ciara walked into the room, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. The room was dimly lit, with only a single lamp casting a circle of light in the center of the room. She took a deep breath and tried to steady her nerves. She knew what she had to do.
• “Hello, uncles.” She said, her voice cold and level. “I'm glad you could both make it to this level, we have a lot to discuss, but it doesn't matter anymore —I'll make it a brief talk.”
• “What do you want from us?” Brandon asked, his voice trembling slightly, but Ferdinand remained silent, his eyes fixed on the floor. Ciara regarded them both with a steely gaze. “You had us suffered enough, what else do you want?”