"I was such a fool to believe you... I actually believed you, Dylan Young... I am your sister-in-law, how could you do this... How will you explain this to the Young Family?"
Scarlett Glenn spread open her hand, scoffed, "Of course, what else did you think? Did you really believe that Uncle Young, no matter how capable, could breach so many defenses and come to your bedroom time and again? Without my permission, who could come here? If you are naive, don't blame others for scheming against you. This is nothing compared to what you did to my Mum."
Dylan Young's eyes were fixed on Fristy Davis's neck; there was no emotion in his eyes at this moment, only a murderous intent.
He said indifferently, "Even if I saved you and got you out, the Young Family wouldn't let you live, the Young Family... has already issued a death warrant against you."