NovelEnglish820 Guess Who Hates You Now
When Victor finally stepped out, Dale’s expression darkened to the point of near black. The look Victor gave him-
it wasn’t just cold; it was contemptuous. What kind of look was that supposed to be? Was that the look a future
son-in-law should give?
Trevor, clutching his stomach, forced himself to straighten and moved behind Dale. “Sir.”
Dale met Victor's gaze-those eyes brimming with murderous intent-and his voice dropped to a grim chill. “Mr.
Victor, what's the meaning of this?”
His tone was razor sharp.
“The meaning?” Victor's lips curved faintly, the mockery in his eyes unmistakable. “Mr. Dale, perhaps you should
tellwhat your meaning is. Is this how you cto visit someone?”
“So Mr. Victor thinks my attitude is the problem?”
Dale’s aura turned glacial.
He had cto question Victor, but somehow it was Victor who was now questioning him. The audacity left him
seething.
Victor gave him a sidelong glance, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it with a flick of his lighter. He took two slow
drags, the smoke curling between them like a living thing. He didn’t speak-but his silence carried weight, the
kind that pressed down on the air itself.
Dale inhaled deeply. “Who was behind the strike against the Ashen Pact?”
Lately, Victor, Derrick, and Abraham had all been tearing into the Ashen Pact with terrifying precision.
Of the three, Derrick and Marie had made the first move. Derrick... and Marie-do they represent the Dawson
family?
And Victor had always been Abraham’s man.
In this storm of chaos, Dale was desperate to draw a clear line, to see who was truly pulling the strings. He
needed to know whether it was Victor acting on his own, or Abraham using him as a
weapon.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtVictor exhaled a thin plof smoke. “Does it matter?”
Dale’s tone hardened. “As far as | recall, the Ashen Pact and Mr. Abraham have no personal grudge.”
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The way he said no grudge was thin and uncertain; even he could hear the hollowness in his voice.
The Ashen Pact’s dealings were dark and dirty; that much was undeniable. They'd never dared challenge
Abraham openly, but in the shadows? Who knew what they had done behind his back?
Victor didn’t bother to hide anything. His answer clike a blade.
A cold laugh slipped from his throat. “Whether you and Abraham have a grudge or not, | couldn't care less. But
as for who struck the Ashen Pact-it was me.”
Dale froze.
His breath hitched; his chest tightened.
“You?”
That single word fell heavy with disbelief-and anger. It was him. It was actually him...
Victor had power of his own, sure-but he'd always answered to Abraham.
And now he'd gone so far as to drag Marie and Derrick into it too, bending them to his will in this reckless strike
against the Ashen Pact.
Dale’s entire body tensed, his voice rising. “You can’t possibly-"
“Can't?” Victor's tone was cutting. “Why not?”
“Then what about you and Tess?” Dale’s voice cracked with outrage.
He was with Tessa-yet here he was, destroying her father’s faction.
What did that make their relationship?
Victor's lips twisted into a cold, mocking smile. “Tess, huh?”
“You're asking if I'll spare the Ashen Pact for her sake?”
Every word dripped with scorn. His tone, his smile-it was all pure mockery.
And to Dale, it was like salt ground into an open wound.
He drew in a harsh breath. “What grudge do you have with the Ashen Pact?”
“None.”
Dale stared at him, speechless.
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“I just can’t stand them,” Victor said flatly. “Is that not reason enough?”
His words hit Dale like a slap, taunting and arrogant.
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“Have we met before?” he asked, his voice low.
Those eyes-they were too familiar.
That hatred, that ferocity-he’d seen it once before.
But where? Think. When was it? Where...?
His mind was chaos. The harder he tried to recall, the blurrier it became.
Still, one thing he knew for certain—he
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Victor drew on his cigarette again, saying nothing.
Then the corner of his mouth curled upward into a cruel, bloodthirsty smile.
And that smile—it hit Dale like a strike to the gut.
Familiar. Too familiar.
Those eyes, that grin-they were burned into his memory.
His pulse quickened, his breath caught. “Who the heck are you?”
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