Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 692

"At the same time, send another message to the Elsher family. If they took part in this, they should stop right away, and I'll forgive and forget. If they are unrepentant, I'll annihilate them," Sebastian said emotionlessly.

"Sure, I'll get it done now," Abigail answered and left.

She knew of Sebastian's deterrent force. Whether it was the Olsens or Elshers, they had to think this over carefully.

It was especially quiet in a forest 30 miles away from Holton. There weren't even sounds of bugs nor birds, and it was just eerily quiet.

It wasn't because there wasn't anybody here. In fact, there were a lot of people there, but they didn't move a muscle and were so silent that only the sounds of their hearts beating could be heard.

There was a chill in the air and a thin layer of mist in the forest which slightly obscured the scenery and added a mysterious touch to the atmosphere.

The lush greens above the heads intertwined with each other, and only a little ray of sunshine made it through. It was especially spooky as dried leaves cackled under footsteps.

A man and a woman sat in the middle of the crowd. The man—dressed in expensive clothes, had razor-sharp eyes and wore a stern look—was Dorian, whereas the person next to him was a young woman.

She was around 17 years old, slim, and beautiful. Her skin was flawless, and every move she made was elegant.

"Rowena, why didn't Mr. Lawson come with you?" Dorian asked.

A smile blossomed on Rowena's face. "Mr. Lawson is busy picking a husband for his daughter and doesn't have the time to spare. However, he has passed his henchmen, the Four Strongmen and a hundred Dark Troops, to me. Killing a man is as easy as killing an ant."

"What? Did you bring his Four Strongmen along? I didn't see them." Dorian looked around but noticed nothing.

While she was speaking, the sound of footsteps echoed from the distance, and nine Dark Troops marched over with Abigail, her hands bound together.

Abigail's eyes were filled with fury, but the biggest part was fear.

"Ms. Rowena, we've captured her." The Dark Troops bowed respectfully in unison.

"Weren't you ten when you left? Why is one person missing?" Rowena asked.

"We underestimated her strength, and she got one of us while we were unguarded, Ms. Rowena," a Dark Troop answered.

This surprised Rowena. The Dark Troops were all grandmasters and experts in teamwork. To kill one of them, even if it was a sneak attack by Abigail, she had to be at least a grandmaster.