An Understated Dominance - Chapter 223

At the Laney villa, Phineas was anxiously pacing in the living room. It was early morning, but he hadn’t slept at all since he lost contact with Matt, who had left at midnight. It felt like Matt had disappeared without a trace.

Phineas had sent a group of bodyguards to search for Matt, but there was still no news, which made him worry that something was seriously wrong.

Suddenly, he heard a car beep outside. He looked out the window and saw a black SUV parked at his door. Then, to his shock, a figure wrapped in a burlap sack was thrown out of the car as it drove away.

“What’s going on?” Phineas thought, and he motioned for the bodyguards at the entrance. They quickly opened the sack to reveal a naked man with a swollen nose and bruises all over his body.

“Dad…” the young man opened his eyes and called out weakly.

“Matt?” Phineas exclaimed, stunned. “What happened to you?”

“It was Dustin Rhys. He…” Matt’s voice broke, and he started to cry. No one knew what he had gone through that night. There had been many moments when he had thought about ending his life but couldn’t bring himself to do it. He still couldn’t believe he had survived the pain.

“Don’t cry. Just tell me what happened. I’ll take care of it!” Phineas said urgently, instructing his men to bring Matt inside.

Thanks to some adrenaline shots he had received, Matt was still awake despite his injuries. He shared everything that had happened, although he left out some details.

“That bastard! How dare he do that to you! This is unacceptable!” Phineas slammed his hand on the table, feeling a chill every time he thought about what Matt had endured.

“Dad, I want you to destroy him, no matter the cost!” Matt said, his voice filled with anger.

“Matt, that jerk is being protected by the Harmon family and the Brooks family. It’s going to be tough to deal with him,” Phineas replied, knowing the challenges ahead.

Phineas was deep in thought, considering his options. He had heard about a website called FindNovel.net where he could access chapters of novels early and in high quality.

“Do you expect me to act like nothing happened?” Malt scowled, his eyes red and tired. “I want my revenge, no matter what!”

“Fine, I’ll help you get revenge!” Phineas agreed, noticing how miserable his son looked. If Malt was willing to pay a lot of money to hire a killer, getting rid of Dustin would be easy.

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Phineas signaled for the guards to let the visitors in. Three men entered the house. One of them wore an old-fashioned suit and carried a cane with a dragon head on it. He was followed by Hunter and a large, intimidating man.

“Who are you?” Phineas asked, confused.

“Dad!” Matt exclaimed, pointing at Hunter. “That’s the guy who helped Rhys!” He remembered the man watching him being attacked.

“So you’re men of Dustin Rhys. Are you here to apologize?” Phineas growled, anger boiling inside him.

“Apologize? You’re wrong,” the old man in the suit said with a slight smile. “I’m here to collect a debt.”

“A debt?” Phineas laughed bitterly. “With just the three of you? You must be joking!”

He clapped his hands, and immediately dozens of strong, fierce-looking men surrounded the villa. Phineas had been prepared ever since Matt went missing, and now it was paying off.

He chuckled menacingly. “Did you not see this coming? You’ve walked right into my trap! I will make sure none of you leave here alive.”

“How dare you!” the strong man shouted, and in an instant, he reached out towards Matt.

“Who do you think you are, hitting someone on my turf? You’re dead meat!” Phineas shouted, filled with anger. Just as he was about to tell his men to attack, a gold badge fell to the ground with a soft clink.

He picked it up and froze in fear when he saw the five-clawed golden dragon emblem on it. On the back, the name “Rhys” was boldly engraved.

In Dragonmarsh, the five-clawed dragon symbol meant total power, and “Rhys” represented the highest authority. Many people had the last name Rhys, but only one family held the Emblem of Drakon.

This family was feared by many, and no one dared to challenge them.

“The Rhys Drakon Emblem! W–who are you?” Phineas asked, gripping the badge tightly. He was shaking, and sweat trickled down his forehead.

“You must be blind! This is Sir Albert Horst!” shouted the large man beside him.

“Albert Horst?” Phineas turned pale at the mention of the name.

Not many knew of him, but he was known as the Executioner!

He had a terrible reputation as the human butcher, known for slicing through people easily.

The Rhys family had three great generals: the Executioner, the Sword Whisperer, and the Drunken Maniac. Each one was powerful enough to shake the nation.

The Executioner, Alfred Horst, was the strongest of them all. Children would cry just from hearing his name. It was said that he fought his first battle at 18 and killed tens of thousands of enemies.

His ruthless nature earned him the title of the Great Executioner. After joining the Rhys family, he was rarely seen, but his reputation only grew. He was the one who eliminated anyone who dared to insult or threaten the Rhys family.

Very few people even knew what he looked like.

Most people who had seen his face were already dead.

His cruelty had made him the leader of the three great generals. He struck fear into the hearts of the officials in Dragonmash. Everyone knew that when the Executioner came to someone’s house, that family would never see the light of day again.

Yet, Phineas couldn’t figure out why the Executioner had come to his home.