Duke Charli suspiciously accepted the envelope, taking out its contents.
It was a stack of photographs, and upon seeing the first photo of a woman lying in a pool of blood, his brow twitched fiercely and he quickly flipped through the rest.
The photos were from the car accident scene involving Leah and her son.
By the last photo, the sight of the seven-year-old boy covered in blood, staring with wide eyes, dying on the emergency bed... Charli clenched the photo tightly.
Having lost two children already, experiencing white-haired elders sending off their young again, the pain in his heart was imaginable.
"KING!"
The name squeezed from between his teeth, Charli angrily punched the wall.
Roger stood to the side, watching his furious expression, a cold smile flashed in his eyes, then he stepped forward, lifted his right hand and placed it on Charli's shoulder.
