Amos’s tone was mocking.
Aaron’s patience with him had already worn thin long ago.
Now, hearing that question, the last of his restraint snapped.
“Don’t force me to destroy Seaborne.”
Amos fell silent.
Every word in Aaron’s voice carried a chilling threat.
“Evan is dead,” Aaron continued. “There is no reason for your people to take her anywhere.”
“Evan said she should be allowed to live the life she wants.”
“And what exactly does she want?”
The life she wanted?
What could Evan possibly know about that now?
He was dead.
And when Stella had still been beside him, he had never understood what she truly wanted either.
Now he was gone, and suddenly he had everything arranged for her?
“You’re cold-blooded,” Amos said. “You barely seem human.”
Aaron’s expression darkened.
“You expect everyone to live according to your rules. In your world, there’s only profit. Right and wrong don’t even matter.”
Anyone who had spent time around the Hogarth family knew how little room emotion held in their world.
They cared only about what they wanted.
Whether something was right or wrong came second, if it mattered at all.
Living among people like that was what truly felt terrifying.
“Is that any of your concern?” Aaron asked.
“Looks like what happened back then still didn’t teach you enough.”
Amos refused to back down.
He spoke to Aaron with the same hostility he had carried for years.
Aaron had hunted him across the world for so long that Amos had plenty of resentment of his own.
And now that Amos was back in Seaborne, he did not believe Aaron would waste more effort coming after him.
If Amos’s side had secured the shipment this time, perhaps Aaron would have.
Even then, Seaborne had already made preparations.
But that did not mean the old man would let Stella go.
Especially now that the truth about her conflict with Summer in Harbor City had already surfaced.
Gray said nothing.
For once, he did not know how to respond.
Aaron lit another cigarette.
“Keep looking.”
Gray waited.
“And find out exactly where Amos’s people plan to take her.”
Since Amos’s people had come for her, getting Stella out of Eirden was only a matter of time.
Once she crossed the border, Aaron’s greatest concern was losing track of her completely.
Gray nodded.
“Understood.”
The answer sounded reluctant.
Clearly, dealing with Amos’s people was giving him a headache too.

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