Marco and Dante headed downstairs, at the same time Ezekiel walked into the Mansion. He had a woman by his side, also, his hand was tucked into his suit pocket. He looked dangerous in that posture that if Alessia dn Grace had been present, they might as well have run back upstairs in fear.

"Marco." Ezekiel called first when he saw his stubborn son already on his feet as if nothing had happened. The fool seemed to have forgotten that he had almost died.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"What does it look like?" Marco fired back, clearing his throat and taking a seat. "Why are you here? You...