At that moment, Kenny would much rather die than suffer the humiliation. He had fought tooth and nail to get Sherilyn married into the Goldings, thinking it was their one-way ticket to the top—a guaranteed leap from rags to royalty.

However, he never imagined that in a family like the Goldings, they would stop treating someone like a human altogether once they lost their worth. They were tossed aside the moment they were no longer useful.

Richard looked over at Elon, who still had not made a move, and let out a cold laugh. "If you can't do it, get out of my sight."

Elon numbly stepped aside, staring at the weeping Sherilyn as if she were a stranger. His eyes were hollow, and his body did not move.

Suddenly, three men and eight women were dragged into the hall and forced to their knees before Richard. Each one wore a look of absolute horror.

"So, you're the ones who were fooling around with Sherilyn, right?" Richard asked calmly.

None of the group who had participated in the