“Alright, I’ll be right there…”

Without waiting to hang up the phone, Khary stepped on the gas pedal and a few minutes later, he arrived at the front gate of the Cunningham Family mansion.

By the time he rushed up the stairs, the door to Dylan’s room was already open, with thick smoke billowing out and causing quite a fright. The servants and bodyguards at the entrance were all standing there dumbfounded, too scared to go in.

Khary stormed into the room, and the sight before him was utterly devastating.

It wasn’t an actual fire, but Dylan was burning things. He was burning photos of Eliana and some clothes.

“Mr....