Petersons voice broke the heavy silence.


    Hannah, once I take my rightful ce as head of the Lyons family, we will be an unstoppable force.


    No one here will dare to defy us.


    Hannahs eyes flickered with a whirlwind of emotions, but she remained silent, her gaze drawn to the chaotic crossfire unfolding outside.


    Another knock echoed at the door before the man in the tiger mask entered, pushing it open with force.


    Master, weve surrounded them on the A Floor.


    Peterson straightened, his expression turning icy.


    Bring them in.


    The door swung open slowly, and two subordinates ushered Remington into the room. Though Remington appeared slightly disheveled, his cold stare remained unwavering.


    He surveyed the room before finally locking eyes with Peterson, a sneer curling his lips.


    Peterson, you have quite a few tricks up your sleeve, but do you truly believe you can make me submit? Remington, your overconfidence is amusing, Peterson replied casually, strolling over to stand beside Hannah.


    He ced a possessive hand on her shoulder, as if asserting an unspoken im.


    Youre so convinced that everything is within your control.


    Remingtons pupils narrowed as he noticed Hannah, swiftly recalibrating his emotions.


    Miss Moore, dont tell me youre genuinely willing to be with this madman.


    Hannah remained silent, her gaze deeply fixed on Remington.


    Peterson raised an eyebrow, scrutinizing Remington.


    So, youvee to rescue Hannah? Remington didnt respond, and a heavy silence enveloped the room. Suddenly, the door was kicked open! The man in the tiger mask led the way, Conor being dragged in at gunpoint.


    Master, weve captured him.


    Seeing Conors condition, Peterson shot a nce at Remington.


    Do you have any tricks left, Remington? Remington smirked, determination glinting in his eyes.


    Peterson, youre not the only one who understands strategy.


    Do you really think your every move is beyond my prediction? You think you can threaten me like this? You believe Ill just..


    agree? Peterson replied with a mocking sneer, Youre cornered now, Remington.


    Make yourst move-say yourst words.


    Just then, Conor broke free, swiftly snatching a gun from one of the guards and aiming it squarely at Peterson.


    Let Mr. Lyons go now, or I swear, this room will see a bloodbath! Master, weve got more trouble! Another faction is approaching! Suddenly, a guard burst into the room, his face pale.


    Petersons brows furrowed, but he quickly regained hisposure, shing a cold smile.


    It seems tonights guest list is longer than anticipated.


    Invite them in Im curious who else dares to interfere.


    He nced over at Hannah, a smirk ying on his lips.


    Looks like everyonesing here for you, Hannah.


    Hannahs gaze was conflicted as she looked from Peterson to Conor, her voice a soft but powerful whisper.


    Enough.


    This has to end.