Chapter 294

“What’s the matter?” Old Master Williams frowned slightly, the question slipping out unconsciously. Robert closed his eyes briefly, emitting a frigid aura that seemed to freeze the room. His gaze, cold and imperious, fell upon August and Samuel. It was the look of a ruler—distant, proud, and unfeeling. “What you owe me, pay it back now,” Robert stated, each word deliberate, his voice devoid of any warmth. “Pay you what?” August asked, eyes wide, his body tensing defensively. Beside him, Samuel stiffened, an ominous feeling gnawing at his core. “I want you to experience the pain of losing your legs.” Robert’s eyes narrowed, his gaze dark and cutting like shards of ice. As soon as the words left his mouth, another group of men in black surged through the hall’s entrance. They moved swiftly, their targets clear—August and Samuel. In the blink of an eye, the brothers were seized. Their hands were shackled, rendering them completely immobile. “What are you doing? Let me go!” August struggle