Chapter 394 I Want A Real Duel With True Fighting Spirit

Gritting his teeth, Shane watched the tides turn in Zayn’s favor as he lay on the floor, his eyes reddening. Hot lashes of shame and regret struck him, yet he could do nothing but wallow in a hell of his own making. Why did he have to be so easily baited into a trap? At that moment, everyone looked at Zayn with even more respect. Zayn smiled. “Aww, you’re exaggerating, Uncle. The Larsons control this city, right? A little recording from me can’t possibly indict Shane, am I right?” It became clear to Jordan as to what the young man had been doing: Zayn had come to the memorial service for the sole purpose of revenge. He had never wanted to return to the family at all. To think he believed it would be easy to con him into doing their bidding before it all began! Jordan really shot himself in the foot here. Tired of pretense, the patriarch expressed his true emotions with a dark, unamused tone. “I’ll concede that I’ve underestimated you completely, Zayn. We lost, quite thoroughly. No