Chapter 99

Both Micah and Charles were obstinate people. Being overbearing and domineering, neither of them wanted to lose. Charles felt a passing urge to kill. He had warned Micah once before, yet he was becoming increasingly infatuated with that woman. “I’ve taught you since you were young that you shouldn’t get emotional or reveal your weaknesses. You just won’t listen, “ he said in an intimidating tone. “Now you’re about to learn a huge lesson. Once you have weaknesses, even the most powerful person will fail.” As Charles walked away, Micah crushed the blue and white porcelain teacup in his hand. The warm tea and ceramic fragments fall to the ground, wetting the carpet and leaving small wounds in the palm of his hand. He took out a tissue and slowly wiped away the tea and blood. His eyes were deep and emotionless with a hint of ridicule and fierceness. There was noise coming from upstairs, and he turned his head to look. He saw Tiffany rubbing her eyes. Her hair was slightly dishevel