Chapter 44

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Chapter Forty Four

Unpleasant Visitors

Our frightened gaze glued to the armed intruders who were all pointing their individual lethal guns in our direction. Their leader was the only one standing there without any weapon in his arm. He looks satisfied that he made such an impact, chilling our bones with uncertain terror and making us think if we ever going to survive the dark night. All my family members were frozen in their seat around the dining area where we were currently eating our supper until intruders came barging in with heavy arterially like we are related to Mafia and the feds decided to raid the house.

The man wearing an expensive Armani suit paces from side to side, eyes scrutinizing everyone in the dining room until it stop on my face. His too familiar face chuckled but then he gave me the deadliest glare man had ever given me.

"Summer Welsh," he spoke in that deep heavy accented voice of his. "Nice to finally meet my son's fixation."

Dad threw me a confuse glance, an action that didn't go unnoticed.

"Shannon isn't it?" Mr. Graysten mused, "we've spoken before, you remember the day you returned the gifts my son gave to your family?"

"Yes. As far as I am concern, him and my daughter isn't longer seeing each other," my dad spat.

Cold chuckles were release from Mr. Graysten's grimacing mouth. "Really?" he snapped his fingers to his guards and one of them put down his gun and bent down to retrieve a case from the floor. He pulled out a brown envelop and gave it to Trench's father.

"You might want to look at this," he offered the long brown envelop.

Dad took it from him and proceed taking out whatever is in there. Magnified pictures of something I couldn't see made dad's face turning into purple. He keeps on shuffling it, while he does that, his face was turning to fury and murderous.

"What's it Shannon?" mom mumbled to him. He responded by sharing the photos to her. "Oh!" mom gasped.

"Mom what is-" Charles didn't finish when he saw what was on those mysterious photos. "Sum, how could you?!" he growled suddenly at me. "You are still sleeping with that guy, when you told us you two are over?!"

My breath was caught on my throat. I couldn't seem to find my voice to explain to them why I was suddenly with him again.

"After what he did to you, you came crawling back on his lap. How long have you've been sleeping with him?" He was furious, same as mom and dad. Dad especially since his glaring eyes never left my face.

"Now we saw the evidence how your daughter slither her paws back in my son's life again," Mr. Graysten announces.

"Despite how I'm so angry with my daughter, your offensive words directed to her isn't really appreciated here," dad snapped at him, completely forgotten that he was here with ten armed men besides him ready to shoot us dead.

"But see here, lad, I don't care a cent everything about your daughter. I want her and your low life, commoner and gold digger family out of our lives. Stay out of my family and find someone suitable with your daughter. Tainting the Graysten name isn't really good in the business industry. Trench will be married to more suitable girl, than you Summer Welsh. You are just a disposable pleasure toy to him, and when he is done taking everything he wanted from you, he will leave you burning in pain."

"Don't you dare talk to my daughter like that!"

Mr. Graysten directed one man to point a gun on Mandy's temple. "Contradict me again, Shannon and I will let you watch your youngest daughter die. And I will get away from it. You know why?" he challenges dad who caged Mandy's to protect her from the gun. "I'm a very influential man, Welsh. I dare you to challenge me and you'll see how a Graysten works its magic. How about let's test that theory to your daughter? Mandy isn't it?" he smiled maliciously at her. "Where do you want the bullet-"

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