Thea's pov
Alan was angry, and my eyes could see his black aura surrounding the whole hall room.
"Who dared to ruin my wife's dress?" He questioned the crowd.
Everyone was scared, no one dared to come forward!!
"Let it go, Son!" Emery requested.
"Let it go?" He furrowed his brow.
"They harassed my wife while I was gone!" His loud groan shook the entire mansion.
"Come forward!" He leaned against the pillar and crossed his arms.
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"That woman did!" A maid from behind pointed her finger to the crowd.
"I didn't do anything!" That noble lady started shouting.
*Chuckles
"Come here!" Alan commanded.
Her trembling feet somehow stood in front of him, yet she couldn't stop her tears from rolling down.
"Forgive me!" She knelt down and begged for mercy.
But one thing about Alan is…
