Chapter 27: Go on, shoot!

Smack! Cassius Dalton's words had barely left his mouth when Diego Santee backhanded him across the face. "Cassius Dalton, you think you have the right to call me your nephew?" Cassius clutched his cheek, humiliation burning in his eyes. Faced with Diego's crushing presence, he didn't dare flare up. "Young Master Santee… a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding." He bobbed his head and bent at the waist, his tone fawning. "A misunderstanding?" Diego let out a chilly laugh. "Then tell me,...