Chapter 445: Dead Father
Xavier and Anastasia instantly turned when they heard three sharp gunshots echo through the estate—followed by Tracie’s terrified scream.
"They’re here," Xander muttered grimly.
Without hesitation, Anastasia reached into the side holster beneath her coat and pulled out her gun, her fingers steady despite the sudden chaos.
"Mother and Father should be in the east wing," she said quickly. "I’ll go help them out immediately."
Before either of her brothers could stop her, she sprinted down the hallway.
Xavier turned to the men who had been preparing to torch the smaller mansion buildings. "Go with her," he ordered. "Make sure they get out safely."
The armed men gave a short nod and immediately followed Anastasia’s lead. Now, only Xavier, Xander, and Samantha remained behind.
They moved outside.
The once serene estate had turned into a battlefield. The people Mr. Wallace had brought with him were already scattering, entering the other buildings like a swarm of locusts. Shouts echoed in the distance. Gunfire crackled like firecrackers going off periodically.
Tracie was nowhere in sight, and neither were the rest of the family members—likely hiding, or worse, caught.
Then came a random roar. "Xander!"
Mr. Wallace stepped into view, disheveled and wild-eyed. His voice was laced with fury, veins bulging from his neck. "Things didn’t have to be this way! Couldn’t you be a good son for once in your goddamn life?! You pretend to be decent for five seconds and then go back to being worse than ever! Pick a side and stay there!!"