Chapter 1547
Marco's overwhelming intimidation left Deacon seething, but the latter was unable to retort.
Roxanne was unable to restrain herself any longer and implored Deacon, "Where is my son? Where are Maximus and the others?"
Deacon replied nonchalantly, "I haven't a clue as to where your son is. Why ask me if you can't locate him? I'm not responsible for him." Deacon raised his voice intentionally, drawing the attention of onlookers in Littleton who were keen to witness the unfolding drama.
There was frustration etched across Roxanne's face as she gritted her teeth. "Don't play dumb with me. My son... My son..." She felt it challenging to discuss her son's actions, especially in public.
Severin had a subtle smile as he came forward and said, "What seems to be the issue with your son, madam? Why do you seek the Carneys when your son is missing? We've never met him before."
"Impossible!" Marco clenched his fist and locked eyes with Severin. He shot back angrily, "You killed him, didn't you?

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