Chapter 121: The Quinny Family's Doomsday Gamble

The air in the Quinny family's grand villa was thick with the stench of decay. It wasn't a physical smell, but the palpable miasma of despair. Sunlight struggled to pierce the heavy, drawn curtains, casting long, funereal shadows across the opulent furniture, which now seemed less like a symbol of wealth and more like artifacts in a forgotten tomb. The silence was heavy, broken only by the frantic pacing of Brad Quinny. “Father, it’s over! It’s all over!” Brad’s voice was a high-pitched...