Chapter 405

Jabco stepped out of the house without rushing, but there was weight in every step he took. His jaw was tight. He had heard enough from inside. The tone of that man’s voice alone was enough to make his blood rise. The air outside felt heavy. Nom stood near the gate, her shoulders tense, her hands clenched at her sides. In front of her was a large man with broad shoulders and a face twisted with anger. His presence alone felt wrong, like a storm that had no warning before it hit. “Leave her and get out of here,” Jabco said, his voice steady but low. He did not shout. He did not need to. There was something in his tone that carried authority. His eyes were sharp, fixed on the man in front of him. Nom blinked in confusion when she saw him. “Mr. Grey…” she said softly, clearly not expecting him to step in. The man turned his head slowly and looked Jabco up and down. His lips curled with mockery. “Who the hell are you?” he asked, his voice rough and disrespectful. Jabco let out a short brea