My Evil Stepson System



"What are you truly after?" He added.

"I'm certain you aren't after Mistletoe since you destroyed four shipments of it, so there must be something else you want."

"What exactly do you want from me?" Brian Stark asked while furrowing his brows as he stared fixedly at Kevin.

Kevin merely smiled back in return then groaned in pain as he leaned back on the sofa before replying, "To see you suffer."

"But why?"

"I do not recall ever meeting you before, so why do you harbor such hatred towards me?"

Kevin chuckled before asking. "What relationship do you have with Vanessa Snow and Drake Sullivan?"

Brian Stark's eyes widened. He was taken aback by Kevin's sudden question. "Drake and Vanessa?" He repeated and Kevin nodded in response.

"They are friends of mine, why do you ask?"

"Oh, I see. They're friends of yours." Kevin chuckled softly while crossing his legs. He sat elegantly with his arms spread across the sofa.

He then moved his hand towards his crimson goatee beard and began to stroke it.

"Now, why didn't I think of that? Oh, that's right. It's only with a friend that you would brazenly have an o.r.g.y in a hotel while others watched and recorded you guys like you're some kind of p.o.r.n stars," Kevin mocked while face-palming himself.

He peeked through a slit in his fingers to see how Brian Stark would react to his words.

And Brian Stark's reaction was EPIC.

His expression became stern, he ordered the two women sitting beside him to leave immediately. After all, it seemed that the young man before him knew a bit about his past.

Still, Brian Stark went back to being composed as he rested his back on the sofa right after grabbing his tumbler which contained whiskey placed from the table.

With his voice aimed at intimidating Kevin, Brian Stark asked with a deep authoritative voice. "What do you know about that night?"

It was only once that he had ever done such a thing with Drake, Vanessa and a couple of other people he had never met until that day.

But since Kevin knew more about the details of that night, then there must be a reason as to why he referred to that specific night.

"Oh, nothing much. It's just that, seeing how you can't wait to f.u.c.k your niece, it is funny to see that you had to give a complete stranger a wig just so you could make yourself feel good."

Kevin smiled when he noticed how annoyed Brian Stark became when he heard him say those words.

Kevin was referring to how Dahlia was made to wear a pink wig on that night.

Kevin waved his hand and a big red apothecary jar materialized on his palm.

He opened the lid before swallowing it down in five gulps. His bruises and swollen lips, eyes and face healed up and went back to normal, allowing his body to look as good as it was before he got captured.

Although his body was healed, some of his blood still stained his body.

But it wasn't something a little bath couldn't get rid of.

Brian Stark clenched his hands tightly. His patience was running thin. He really wanted to tear Kevin to shreds, but because he still needed to find Amy, he took a deep breath to calm his anger.

With a soft chuckle, he remarked. "It appears you have a knack for provoking people."

"Thank you. It's a gift I discovered recently. So, what do you think? Does it seem to be working on you?"

Brian Stark chuckled again, placing his now empty cup back on the table. He suppressed the urge to smash the cup because he didn't want to play into Kevin's trap.

He avoided giving a response and instead asked his own question.

"So, is that why you're doing all this?"

"Huh?" Kevin didn't quite understand what he meant.

"You're having your revenge against me because I slept with your woman, is that it?"

Although Brian Stark's choice of words made sense, Kevin was more than confident that there was no one in the world who could currently take Dahlia away from him.

"Oh, heavens no. I have no interest in having revenge on you. I simply want you to answer a few questions for me pertaining to that specific night. If you can do this, I'll be out of your hair and you will be free to rule your kingdom for as long as you want."

"And as for Amy?" Brian Stark asked, his brows raised.

"Oh, you can have her back if you want."

"And you expect me to believe that?"

"You're allowed to believe whatever the h.e.l.l you want to believe. But I am more interested in knowing if you can answer all of my questions."

Both men smiled secretly at one another, knowing that only one of them would get to leave this room alive.

"Alright. I'll answer your questions. But you have to tell me why you are so intent on knowing what happened that night?"

Kevin leaned forward. "Because I would like to know why you all targeted the Lannister household when there were several rich families you could have used as your target."

"And how is it your concern which family we choose as our target? It's not like you're… " Brian Stark paused mid-sentence, trying to connect the dots.

At first, he didn't understand why Kevin was so concerned about something that had happened a few years ago, unless…

"Of course," He muttered, chuckling to himself as he finally understood what was going on.

"Now, it all makes sense." He remarked, then asked, "Tell me, how many of us have you killed so far?"

Kevin smiled. It seemed this man was a lot smarter than he thought.

"One."

"So, let me guess, I'm the next on your list right?"

"Indeed." Kevin replied.

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