Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 862

The door swung wide open, revealing a tall, dark figure stepping out from the interior. The man cracked his knuckles and flashed a wicked grin.

"Mr. Thompson, what are you doing awake at this hour? Were you planning to break into my room?"

Allen shrieked as if he had just seen a ghost. "Tatum? Why are you here? Weren't all of you Blue family members restrained by our..." Realizing his slip of the tongue, Allen immediately scrambled backward.

Before he could even stumble down the steps, the rustling of footsteps echoed from the grass behind him. Allen spun around to see Carter, flanked by a squad of bodyguards, completely blocking his only escape route.

Allen's legs gave out, and he had to lean heavily against a stone pillar to keep from collapsing. Staring at Carter in pure disbelief, his face drained of all color as he screamed.

"No, how is this possible? Carter, how could you be here? Weren't you locked in the basement by my men? Didn't they break your limbs and ruin you? How the hell are you standing right in front of me? And the rest of your family should be captured too, so why are you all here?" Allen slapped his own face hard, shaking his head frantically. "I must be hallucinating. This isn't real..."

Carter stepped forward and delivered a brutal kick squarely to Allen's stomach. As Allen crumpled, Carter quickly advanced, pinning his foot down hard onto Allen's chest. "Are you awake now, Allen? If I hadn't willingly walked right into the trap you set for me, how else could I deliver this wonderful surprise to you tonight?"

The agonizing pain finally convinced Allen that everything happening was real. "But... there were photos and videos as proof. You were clearly..."

Tatum walked over, looking at his uncle with concern. "Uncle Carter, are you alright?" He had rarely seen his uncle exude such heavy bloodlust. He knew that if the law didn't exist as a deterrent, Carter would have undoubtedly killed someone tonight.

Carter remained silent, his face stony. He quickly lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled a heavy cloud of smoke before his intense emotions finally began to settle. "Was Wiona frightened by any of this?" he asked.

"She is perfectly safe," Tatum assured him. "What do you plan to do now? What about Aunt Paige..."

A freezing chill settled into Carter's eyes. "She is no longer your aunt. Let's go. We still have work to do. Mr. Sullivan and Wiona are waiting."