"I knew you wouldn't be here without a reason," Moss said as he sneered at Bennett. His eyes narrowed at Holden standing beside Bennett. A sinister grin danced on his lips. "Is Ariana your fiancée or Colt's?"

Moss' words clamped down on the atmosphere. Holden dropped his gaze and clenched his fists, remaining silent.

He knew better than to react or betray any flicker of emotion right now.

Diving headlong into a confrontation without grasping Moss‘ underlying motives could be disastrous. While he wasn't particularly fearful that Moss would seek retribution against Bennett or himself, he was petrified at the thought of Moss exploiting their vulnerability by unleashing his wrath upon Ariana.

The mere idea sent tremors through Holden's fists, threatening to fracture his composure.

Meanwhile, Bennett faced Moss with a calm demeanor and declared.

“Moss, don't you trust me at all? Of course, Ariana is my fiancée."

Hearing Bennett claim Ariana as his own ignited a fury in Holden; he ached to throw a punch and denounce Bennett for his words.

Ariana was his wife!

Yet, all he could do now was to close his eyes, grit his teeth, and remind himself to remain poised. This was merely part of the elaborate chess match with Moss.

But Bennett's assertion seemed to do little to sway Moss, who let out a derisive snort and retorted with a dripping sarcasm, "You like men, don't you?"

"What? Me? Since when did I ever fall for a guy?" Bennett exclaimed, his confusion genuine.

“Really?” Moss said, his tone dripping with insinuation. "You've barely been seen with any women since your promotion. You've been surrounded by men all day. I figured you might have different preferences."

Bennett offered Moss a sarcastic smile, retorting, "I just haven't found the right one before. But now that I have, are you saying you won't support me?"

"No," Moss replied without hesitation.

"Uncle Moss, you're crossing a line. I'm your nephew, and Ariana is going to be my wife. Why would you dismiss this without a second thought?" Bennett's voice was a mix of incredulity and frustration as he furrowed his brow.

Moss sneered, his voice cold. “I don't give a damn who you are, nephew or not. I've got someone I love, just like you. I've protected her for two decades until I'm gray and old. Now, I've finally found the perfect test subject. And if anyone tries to interfere with her resurrection, I'll kill them!"

His eyes blazed red; he looked crazy.

Despite seeing Moss' madness, Bennett tried to maintain his composure, even resorting to feigned pleas for Ariana's safety. But Moss was unyielding, trying to convince Bennett and Holden to give up before ending the video, leaving Bennett and Holden staring at each other with grim expressions.

Holden couldn't contain himself any longer. He took a deep breath and turned to Bennett. "How do we get in touch with outsiders from here? I'll call someone to blow this whole place up!"