Chapter 142: Hostage At Sea (2)
Charlotte’s hands trembled as she watched Julian shoot the boy in the head, like the child’s life meant nothing. Damon immediately reached out and gripped her hand tightly, as if telling her without words that no matter what happened, he would protect her.
"Why...?" Charlotte’s voice cracked as she faced Julian. "Why are you here, Julian? Is this because of me? Do you want to take me with you again?"
Julian tilted his head slightly. "As tempting as that sounds, my dear Charlotte, unfortunately, I’m not here for you." He smiled coldly, then shifted his gaze toward Damon. "We’re here for my dear uncle."
Ronan, who had been standing beside Julian all this time, spoke next. "After you destroyed my lab and my entire pack, did you really think I’d just let you walk free?"
Charlotte ground her teeth when Ronan treated the orphanage he’d built as nothing more than a laboratory.
He went on, "You even kidnapped my wife." Ronan clicked his tongue in irritation. "My life was ruined because of you."
"Kidnapped your wife?" Damon clenched his fists and glared at Ronan. "You abused her and even drove her mad! Instead of ’kidnapping’ her, we actually saved her from you and your disgusting son!"
Ronan spat on the ground, hissing, "Abused her? I only disciplined her because she misbehaved. Why would she tell her son to surrender himself to the Nocturnal Order? As a mother, she should have helped him escape punishment."
Ronan was sick in the head, so no wonder Julian was as crazy as he was. Charlotte suddenly felt a strange sense of relief that she had barely interacted with him in the past.
"Someone like you," Charlotte said sharply, her eyes narrowing, "has done countless horrible things just to gain power. But experimenting on children? Torturing them since they were little? You’re a monster! They’re kids, not lab rats!"