The Next Troublemakers

Chapter Fifty One

Richard Ashford was a man on a mission, a dangerous, life threatening mission.
Though he did not care what happens to him in this situation, all he cares about is letting the sons of Bitches who ruined his plans, his house, his daughter's future pay with everything they have.

With that in mind, here he was peering up at the tall building in front of him, eyes narrowed and Calculating.

"What are we even doing here?." Mitsuki asked, her arms were folded across her chest and a impressive scowl was adoring her face.
"This is such a waste of my time."

"Now, now Princess." He cooed.
"Dont you want to make those who destroyed our home pay? Have them at our mercy?." He watched as a grin broke across his daughter's face and he just knew he had her on board with his plans.

"That does sound tempting." She simmered.
"I could imagine it now, down on their knees as they beg me to spare their lives."

Two snorts were heard before two pairs of hands were clamping down onto their shoulders.
"Yea, sure, except that's never gonna happen." A voice hissed into their ears , next thing they knew, Richard and his daughter were both dragged inside the very building that they were standing just outside of.

Imagine seeing the same brats that ruined his life standing in front of him with looks on their faces that would scare a lesser man In five seconds flat.

It just made Ashford wanna make these bastards pay even more.

"Now, what was this about Us on our knees?." Sachi said with a cheerful smile, that looked totally deranged on his face.
"Wanna try to and see what happens  next?."

Richard gritted his teeth in a rare show of patience, he just needed a opening to attack, just a moment and these damn kids wouldnt even know what hit them.

Too bad for him, these kids weren't here to play games.

Alex moved before anyone could have spoken, grasping Ashford by the front of his shirt and tugged him forward. A deadly snarl on his lips.

"Wickmore has my twin, just so you know." He growled.

"Is that so?." Richard responded, a grin on his face.
"Wonderful isnt it?." He asked watching the boy who held him by the front of his shirt, his head hanging downwards. When the kid's shoulder started to shake, his first assumption was maybe the kid was crying, he was proved so drastically wrong with the pink haired little fucker through his head back with a loud, hysterical laugh.

The girls behind all snickered, watching the scene in amusement.
Mitsuki was quiet as she watched all this play out, Oddly Quiet.

"What's so funny, you little punk?!." He went to push forward in the kid's hold but was stopped when the hand on his shoulder pressed down, pushing him down onto the chair under him.

"You wanna know what I found funny?." Alex asked, a maniac grin on his face.
"You. That's What I found funny." He snickered again.
"You honestly thought, that weakling called Wickmore stands a chance against my brother? How stupid."

"You think your brother can withstand the amount of men Uncle has, you must be really stupi-."
She yelped as a smack was landed across her cheek making her head twist to the side.

Seira stood with her hand outstretched, a fiery glare on her pretty face.
"We really dont need your input. May I remind you that you're the one who wanted to kidnap my brother."

Mitsuki's face turned a humiliating shade of red as her angry grew. Just who did these little punks think they were? How dare they talk to her in that way, how dare they raise a measly, disgusting hand against her?.