Chapter 972: Poppy Was Captured

Mark’s eyes were bloodshot with rage. “Ungrateful fool! You dare ruin the Swanson family over something so trivial? No wonder you’ll never amount to anything in this lifetime.” Kevin, long numb to such words, turned away and walked to a corner. He picked up a small wooden box. “Grandfather, do you remember who this belonged to?” Mark’s brows furrowed deeply. “You…” Kevin’s lips curled into a cold sneer. “Before my mother died, she longed for one last look at her child. But what did you do? You took Poppy away and left her to die here in despair.” He could never forget the sight of his mother being tortured to death before his very eyes. “If it weren’t for Poppy, I wouldn’t have even bothered to keep her alive.” Mark showed no remorse. To him, he had done nothing wrong. What he sought was an heir who would obey his every will. A mere woman’s death was insignificant. Kevin’s gaze darkened, his expression cold and ruthless, sending chills to anyone who saw it. “In