Chapter 88 No Age Limit for a Beating

Tia, without any hesitation, ran to Tyre and hugged him tightly. The joy and relief she felt seemed to flow through that embrace to Tyre. "Mr. Tyre, are you really alright? Thank goodness, I was so worried!" Tia's voice had a hint of tears, and her hands clung to Tyre, leaving him a bit flustered. He gently patted Tia's back, trying to comfort her, but he didn't know where to put his hands, as this sudden intimacy felt overwhelming. James watched this scene with a relieved smile, knowing that Tyre's presence meant safety and hope for the family. Only Raphael's face was a mix of complex emotions—shock, resentment, and fear, all mingling together, making it hard for him to believe his eyes. "My God, how is this possible? You are alive?" Raphael muttered to himself, his voice filled with disbelief. Tyre gently pushed Tia aside so she could stand properly, then turned to Raphael, a cold smile playing on his lips. "Hmph, just a few small fry couldn't kill me. Don't worry, I'm hard to