Cane's POV
This was priceless. I knew they would be shocked to see me, but I didn't expect the feeling to be this good. A thrilling tingle ran through me. It was sensational.
It took me twenty years. Twenty years of careful planning to get to this moment. I bet they thought I had forgotten what they did to me. But I never did. That memory is what pushed me to become powerful. And now, I am here. I am here for blood. I will do to them exactly what they did to me.
"Da... Da... Daniel?" the old woman stuttered, her face pale.
I gave her a cold smile. "It's Cane now. I see you still remember me. I like that—"
"What the hell, Dad!" Myron shouted, cutting me off. His face was a mess of confusion and anger. "You got remarried?"
I could see his chest moving up and down quickly. He was trying hard not to lose control in front of everyone. "Yes, I did," I said calmly.
"And you didn't think to tell me first?" he asked, his voice tight.
