Chapter 914

The diary was reduced to ashes in his hands, and Ronald's hand was also badly burned. The searing, sharp pain crept through his nerves bit by bit, but it didn't compare to even a fraction of the pain in his heart. He murmured, "The Grant family may look glamorous on the outside, but it's nothing more than a cesspool. Neither my dad nor Owen was a good person. A girl as pure as Melissa didn't belong in a place like this. "I was saving her. I had to take her away from this cesspool. I was the only one who truly loved and cared for her. Only with me could she stay whole and pure." "If you truly loved her, you wouldn't do something so twisted! Ronald, you're nothing but a psychopath!" Ronald smiled faintly. "Think whatever you want." Cayden gripped the gun tightly. "I live for the day I get to kill you and Owen. Owen's already in hell. How could you not follow?" "Bang—" The gunshot echoed. The bullet pierced through Ronald's forehead, leaving a dark, gaping wound. His body stiffened