Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 455

The billiards room fell silent for a fleeting moment.

Lucius walked over, leaning in close to whisper something into Silas's ear. His voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.

"If you ever dare hurt Madeline, I will end you."

Silas's expression didn't shift in the slightest. He even offered a faint smile before grabbing his cue and approaching the table.

The stick moved in his hands like a precision instrument. He calculated the angle, struck the ball with steady grace, and sank it right into the corner pocket. Clean and flawless.

"That's an excellent question," Silas said, straightening up with a mild, conversational tone. "But Mr. Whitman, in what capacity are you asking me that?"

Lucius's expression immediately darkened.

Silas took his time moving to the other side of the table. He bent down, taking aim at a complex three-cushion shot toward the side pocket.

With a swift strike, the cue ball ricocheted off three rails before flawlessly knocking the target ball into the pocket.

He stood upright, slowly and methodically chalking his cue again.

"As far as I'm aware, you and Madeline divorced a long time ago. Right now, you're Liliana's stepson. If we're strictly talking family trees, Madeline technically outranks you in the family tree now."

The words were like a jagged blade, plunging precisely into Lucius's deepest, most agonizing wound.

His face twisted into a horrifyingly grim expression in an instant.

Right at that moment, his phone began to ring.

Lucius glanced at the caller ID and answered it.

Millicent's voice barked from the other end. "Lucius, didn't you arrive already? Where did you run off to? Tradition dictates you need to pour tea for your new stepmother."