Chapter 1132: Forgot to Pick Up the Kids

Edwin ended the call abruptly, leaving James Beveridge staring blankly with confusion etched across his face. His father had just given up on him? Who was this man? Why was his father so terrified of him? His father was the eldest son of the Blood Guild, an untouchable figure of power and influence. How could someone like him fear a man like this? Could it really be as the man claimed, that even the Blood Guild now answered to him? Before James could fully process what had just happened, Kayden grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it down hard on his head. A loud crash echoed as the bottle shattered into shards, and blood began to stream down James’s forehead. “Ah!” James let out a scream of agony as he collapsed onto the floor, clutching his bloodied head. His face contorted in pain, his features twisted and grotesque. Behind him, his two black-suited bodyguards hesitated, wanting to intervene. However, the call had been on speakerphone—they’d heard Edwin’s words cle