Chapter 1298

Steve, who was on his knees, was trembling, his face twisted in agony as he clutched his shattered arm. Despite the pain, he nodded frantically at the cold, unrelenting man towering over him. "Do you know her friend, Zoe?" The man's voice was sharp and direct, cutting through the night air like a blade. He gestured toward Henrietta, passed out in the car, barely clinging to consciousness. Steve's face went pale, but he nodded again, the fear in his eyes growing stronger. The man sighed, his tone laced with cold disdain. "I thought so." His gaze softened briefly as he looked at Henrietta. There was a flicker of something deeper—concern, maybe even sadness. This wasn't just some random girl to him. She was someone he owed his life to once, a bond forged in the fires of survival. That man was Wyatt. The information had come from the Turner family. The two members of the Raven Clan had been frequenting the Stardust Bar every night at midnight, so Wyatt had come early to stake them o