After hanging up the phone with his wife, a cold smile pulled at the corner of Axel's lips.
He already knew why his grandfather had summoned him so suddenly.
It was about Maxime.
News spread fast in their world, and the moment word of Maxime's death reached the Knight elders, they would not sit still.
A quiet sense of relief settled in Axel's chest. It felt as if a thorn lodged deep inside him had finally been pulled out.
Maxime had been a threat for years, an unpredictable snake that slithered too close to him and also the Knight's family.
Now that bastard was gone, and the air around Axel felt lighter, cleaner, easier to breathe.
But that relief instantly faded the moment Liam steered the car into the large front yard of the Knight estate.
Axel's expression hardened instantly.
Parked directly in front of the mansion was a black Rolls-Royce Phantom he recognized all too well—his father's car.
