Chapter 861 We Can’t Take Revenge
Upon learning that the one who had beaten Alton and left him permanently infertile was Efren, Rouston’s face drained of color, becoming even more mortified than his now castrated son.
What was even more shocking to Rouston was that Alton further revealed. “Dad, he said that tonight he’s going to wipe us out and
kill us!”
Hearing this, Rouston swayed on his feet, utterly shaken.
If it had been anyone else making such threats, he could have dismissed them as empty bluster.
But Efren Serrano…
This man held immense power in both legitimate business and criminal underworld alike. His words were as good as deeds.
Rouston had only wanted to salvage his own family’s enterprise. He wouldn’t go so far as to endanger the entire Wayne clan.
Just as despair threatened to overwhelm Rousion, Alton added vehemently, “Dad, we have to teach that arrogant bastard a lesson he’ll never forget!”
Rouston remained frozen, unable to respond. Seeing his father silent, Alton urged with ferocious eyes, “Let’s get some guys from downtown to grab Efren and cripple him!”
Though anesthetized for now, Alton felt sure his manhood was
Elren had kicked him mercilessly, again and again!
He would have his revenge, even if it cost him everything!
But Rouston did not answer, his eyes distant.
Turning, Alton saw his father’s wrathful expression had faded into a blank stare.
Not only that, he seemed to have aged in an instant.
“Dad?” Alton’s thirst for vengeance wavered at this transformation. “What’s wrong?”
“We can’t take revenge, my son,” Rouston murmured, gazing out the window. “It’s impossible now.”
“But… why?” Alton asked plaintively.
Efren was not actually from a top elite New York: family, and the Serrano name did not seem particularly prominent in New York either.
So why did vengeance suddenly seem impossible?
Yet amidst his confusion, Rouston kept his gaze fixed ahead and murmured hollowly, “Alton, not only can we not avenge this insult, pursuing it may cost our whole family their lives.”
“What do you mean, Dad? How can that Serrano guy be that powerful? We’ve never even heard of any major Serrano figures around here.”
Seeing his father act so grave, Alton grew increasingly unsettled.
“There may be no prominent Serranos in New York,” Rouston said grimly, “but there are in Cloudville. What’s more, the entire Serrano clan relocated to Cloudville just over a decade ago.
And within a few short years, they have not only taken root but become Cloudville’s number one ruling family.”
At this, Rouston turned to Alton with haunted eyes. “Do you understand what this means? It means the Serranos use ruthless, cutthroat methods. Even lifelong Cloudville locals fear crossing them.”
“Dad, they’re just another elite family. No matter how iron-fisted, they still must bow to the law,” Alton protested.
He disliked his father inflating others’ egos at their expense.
“But Alton, in Cloudville, Efren himself is the law,” Rouston countered grimly.
“You don’t know how many have shared your thoughts and defiance toward Efren over the years. They and their clans vanished without a trace. Assets swallowed up by the Serranos…”
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