Mrs. Young felt a strong murderous aura coming her way, "Wait, I don't believe it. You're lying to me."
Dylan Young sneered, "If you'd rather think I'm lying to you, to make your death a little more comfortable, then go ahead and believe that. Anyway, you won't live much longer."
He twirled the dagger in his hand, pressing it closer to Mrs. Young's neck. She called out again, "Wait… Dylan, wait… First tell me, did my Big Brother do what I asked him to do?"
Dylan Young disdainfully said, "The address you gave was a place that's been abandoned long ago. Fristy Davis, even if you take everyone for fools, you should at least come up with a convincing lie. This just makes you look stupid."
Fristy Davis bit her lips. What should she do now?
Jeremy Young even wanted to kill her, after all these years as husband and wife, how could he?
But if Anthony Davis really made a move against the Young Family, even if Jeremy Young wanted to protect her, no one in the Young Family would.