Marrying the Man in the Dark (Damien and Cherise) novel Chapter 1208

Chapter 1208 Golden Opportunity Presented
Anthony's body shook violently at Damien's single sentence.

He bit his lip and replied cautiously, "I don't think I know what you're insinuating."

"So you're playing that game, huh?" Damien's smile was faint but unmistakable. "Fine. We can talk more in Dorothy's ward. Let me clarify things clearly for you then and there."

"Ah, that's right," Damien's voice rang out again.

He spoke the words aloud as if he had remembered something, but uttered icily, "I don't like to be kept waiting."

"If you don't arrive promptly..."

"I can't promise Kenneth won't lose a limb in prison," Damien added ominously.

Anthony gripped the phone tightly in his hand, his voice edged with defiance. "Damien, do you truly think you wield that much influence?"

"You'd be wise to remember that we are in Yatesville, not Adania! Your authority means nothing here!"

Anthony's final words rang out almost like a shout.

It was inconceivable, utterly inconceivable.

How had Damien managed to completely infiltrate Yatesville's connections in under a month?

Yatesville was supposed to be Anthony's home ground, his domain, the stronghold of the Gray family!

The Lenoir family belongs in a backwater like Adania!

Damien's power and influence can't have extended here; it's impossible…

The low magnetic voice on the other end chuckled softly. "Uncle Anthony, at this point, you still believe Yatesville is truly yours to command?"

"If there existed a person in Yatesville who actually followed your lead, you wouldn't be left isolated on that street in such a miserable condition, would you?"

"I have the means and resources to lock up your illegitimate son forever, where he'll never see daylight."

"You know by now that I can make it happen."

His voice then took on a low, threatening rumble. "Considering the atrocities you've done to the Lenoirs, even if I were to send him to the afterlife and tear his body piece by piece, it wouldn't be unwarranted!"

Anthony's forehead glistened with sweat, his resolve wavering under Damien's chilling words.

With teeth gritted, he begrudgingly conceded, "Fine! I'll go along with it!"