Liam Valerius had ordered his men to lock Dylan Valerius in the adjacent room and keep an eye on him. He hadn't expected that after just a brief period of quiet, Dylan would start causing a ruckus again.
Even through the thick walls and door, his voice was audible from where they stood.
Liam Valerius's brows furrowed in annoyance. "How long is he going to keep this up!"
Julia Keane shot Liam Valerius an irritated glance. "If you ask me, you never should have gone soft on that little brat. He's not on your side at all. Are you keeping him and his mother alive so he can grow powerful enough to come back and turn on you? To be safe, you should just kill him and his mother. That's the most foolproof plan!"
Julia Keane now loathed Nancy Nash, and she had never liked Dylan Valerius to begin with.
That boy, Dylan Valerius, had never once shown her a pleasant expression. In the past, in an effort to get on Nancy Nash's good side, she had done plenty to try and win Dylan over.
