Chapter 895: How to motivate the family
Max’s taunting, being called all sorts of names, and even being subject to ridicule didn’t make Zoren flinch. He wouldn’t even budge if someone concocted a scheme behind him, or if he was victimized by it.
Nothing would ever move Zoren, and it would take a lot—more than it should—to get on his nerves.
But if his wife was involved, then that was a different case. An entirely different situation.
"We need to win." Zoren ran his fingers through his hair, revealing his raised thick brow. The side of his mouth twisted, and some of the ladies in the audience squealed at the change in his friendly demeanor. "We can’t just disappoint her, can we?"
As for Charles, he kept his head low for a while, as if he were trying to process what had just happened. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration for the Bennets to say that the sense of déjà vu they felt surely brought them back to the past.
Hugo, Atlas, and even Charles felt like they were back in that time when they had no other choice but to win.
Slowly, Charles raised his head, his eyes burning with intensity. Just like Zoren, his aura changed, as if this game was no longer a bonding opportunity for him, his sons, and his son-in-law.
"This is now a matter of life and death," Charles breathed out, his wide eyes unblinking. "If you don’t do well and lose this match, I’ll kill you. Right here, right now."
And Charles meant that. It was why this was now a life-and-death situation.
"My daughter’s money, company, hard work, and her life... are now in your hands," he continued, his aura now intimidating and not as distressed. "Ruin it, and I won’t just ruin your hands—it’ll be the last time you boys ever use those hands."