Chapter 249

A palpable aura of pressure emanated from Liam, making everyone in the room struggle to breathe.

Whoosh!

The curtains beside the window flapped violently despite the absence of wind. The room's temperature plummeted abruptly, and the oppressive atmosphere made it hard for everyone to catch their breath.

"My mother… Is there a chance she's still alive?"

Liam lifted his head, his eyes filled with confusion as he gazed forward. Despite not having seen his mother since he was six years old, he never forgot the memories of her from before then.

He vividly remembered every single thing his mother did for him as a child.

The sweater she knitted by hand. How she waited at the market early in the morning just to buy the freshest meat for Liam because he craved it. She would rather endure the cold herself, ensuring he wore the warmest clothes.

The warmth from those times was something Liam would never forget. His mother's face had become blurry in his mind, not because he could not reca