Chapter 213 - 212. Do You Still Have Anything Left to Say?
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Nolan’s eyes landed coldly on Sphench the last heir of the disgraced Malik family. Gene’s memories had already told him everything: she was meant to lead what was left of their legacy.
Sphench knelt on the ground, seething with hatred. The man standing before her had destroyed her family, killed her father, and shattered everything they’d built.
"You’ve got two options," Nolan said, voice calm but firm. "One take control of what’s left of the Malik Syndicate and serve under me. Two watch your entire bloodline vanish from history."
"You’re insane!" she hissed.
Nolan tilted his head, genuinely curious. "Hive was stronger than you, and you submitted. I’m stronger than Hive. Why can’t you submit to me?"
"You killed my father!"
"I remember," Nolan replied coolly. "But the Malik name still has a few breathing bodies your mother, cousins, aunts. Are you so sure you want to gamble all of them away for revenge?"
Sphench froze, the weight of that threat pressing in. Nolan wasn’t bluffing. Every last Malik could vanish if she gave the wrong answer.
"No! The Malik family must not be eradicated!" she shouted, defiant.
Just then, Tony Stark and the others entered. They’d overheard everything.