Chapter 1640

The two locked eyes, and though the atmosphere around them was silent, a fierce, crackling tension seemed to surge between them, as if sparks were colliding, uncertain who would emerge victorious. Dylan blinked, watching the two. What was going on? Why did this scene look so wrong to him? It felt less like a family defending their own and more like two rivals meeting, their enmity flaring. He glanced between Scott and John a few times before speaking up, "You two!" "Let her go." Before he could finish, he was cut off. Dylan immediately looked over at Scott, whose gaze was fixed behind John, on Naomi. Naomi’s brows were furrowed tightly; John’s grip was pressing harder and harder, so much that she felt pain as if her very bones were grinding together. She could barely endure it. Seeing the discomfort on Naomi's face, Scott shifted his gaze back to John. At that moment, his expression changed. His eyes sharpened, like a sword drawn from its sheath, slicing straight toward John.