My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness novel Chapter 372

Other factions were practically begging to be affiliated with the Wyatt family. What was Clayton thinking?

Elijah was just about to lash out in anger when he was cut off.

“The Finn family is withdrawing too. We will no longer serve the Wyatt family.”

“The Dixon family as well. We refuse to be your subordinates.”

Archie and Benjamin spoke one after another.

Elijah froze.

His face twisted as his anger surfaced, and his expression turned into a menacing grimace.

He had sent the four families to unite and pressure Dustin, but three of them had returned to defy him instead?

Rage surged in Elijah’s chest like an unstoppable wave.

“Do you all... want to die?” he said with a chilling tone.

He could not understand what had happened at Creative Arts Corporation. Why would the three of them suddenly betray him?

“Elijah, keep your threats to yourself. We are not afraid of you,” Clayton said flatly.

“Do you know that outside of this hotel, there is a battalion of forces right now? It is heavily deployed by the Grayvale Enforcement Bureau. If anything happens to the three of us, this place will be reduced to rubble in seconds,” Benjamin said coldly.

Elijah narrowed his eyes.

He could indeed sense the presence of numerous forces outside. His expression darkened further.

“Elijah, you’re nothing more than a petty street thug. Even though you’re the son of the Wyatt family now, you’re out of your league trying to go against Mr. Fox. Face the facts,” Archie said as he revealed Elijah’s embarrassing origins.

The veins on Elijah’s forehead bulged, and his face was twisted with fury. His eyes gleamed with murderous intent.

“Mr. Fox said someone like you isn’t even worth his time. But if you persist, with just a flick of his wrist, he can destroy you completely,” Clayton said.

Bam!

Unable to contain his fury, Elijah slammed his palm onto the long table and shattered it into pieces.

His chest heaved with fury, and he wanted to tear the three men apart.

But he restrained himself.

Among the entourage accompanying the three patriarchs, he had sensed the presence of Martial Saints. The sheer pressure of their aura was enough to make him wary.

“Did Dustin put you up to this?” Elijah asked ominously.

“Mr. Fox didn’t need to ask us anything. He merely suggested we warn you,” Benjamin said.

“Haha... warn me?” Elijah sneered, and his eyes burned with rage.