Chapter 219
Vladimir
After Ivan left, I was angry and turned my frustration to Aiden, who was still standing there.
"You too, get out!" I yelled.
Aiden bowed his head before turning around and walking gently out of the room.
"Bastards!" I cursed. "All of you!"
All of a sudden, my hand started to shake, and when I looked down, I frowned. I snapped my head up, squeezing my eyes shut and murmuring something under my breath.
"Fools!" I cursed, slamming my fist against the table. I groaned as the shaking worsened, and when I tried to steady my hand, I felt my heart racing in fear.
Just then, the door opened, and my eyes widened to see my father walk inside the room. He stared at me with cold eyes, closed the distance between us, and sat down.
I was terrified. How was he here? He should be dead, right?
This old man was killed by his son. How is he alive and here?