Chapter 67 Such Arrogance

Upon hearing the name "Kent," Isabel's face darkened like a storm cloud. She knew well the trouble that name represented, an existence to avoid at all costs. Mod's emotions were equally mixed. The burning pain on his face reminded him of his foolish impulsiveness. He had hoped to impress Isabel, but instead, he had kicked an iron plate, and the hardest one at that. He silently cursed his luck, feeling as bitter as if he had swallowed gall. Adding to his humiliation, Tyre leisurely strolled down from the mountain, seemingly enjoying the spectacle. Mod felt his face had been publicly stripped away, his shame reaching unbearable levels. He wished the ground would open up and swallow him whole. "Stop stalling and take out your phone. Call Hade and tell him it was me, Kent, who dealt with you. Let's see if he dares to say a word!" Kent's arrogance was palpable, his fist waving menacingly, ready to strike Mod again. Mod was in a bind. He couldn't make that call. Even if his father Hade