CHAPTER 91

Everyone was stunned.

They were clearly panicked and scared now, and they couldn't tell what Dexter might do next.

Silence filled the living room.

But the silence only lasted for a few seconds before noise broke out again.

"What are you saying, you psycho?" The old woman's son–in–law wanted to strike Dexter.

"The Black family has no responsibility to support you guys. You've taken their kindness for granted and even come knocking down the door for the money. How thick- skinned are you guys?" I stood defensively in front of Dexter.

Just then, the man who spoke earlier tried to shove me away.

However, Dexter swiftly and protectively held me in his arms and kicked the man away. "Don't touch her!"

Dexter's fierce air was incredibly strong as he gazed coldly at the man who'd been kicked to the floor. "I can grant you the death you seek."

Dexter then took a golf club from nearby and aimed it at the man.