Johan coughed twice and let out a cold snort. Then, he looked at Nirvan and Kieffer and asked, "Do you know why I called you two here?" Both of them didn't reply. After a long silence, one of them glanced at Colston and said, "Is it because of what we joked about with Colston's girlfriend last time?" Amused, Johan said, "Good that you're not dumb. Since you know, I can get down to it. From now on, you are grounded; you're not allowed to go out nor receive any money until the day Colston becomes the head of the family and decides to release you. Otherwise, get the hell out of the family." Colston lowered his gaze; Johan was declaring him the future head of the Moore family. However, he didn't feel happy about it. He merely wanted to stand up for himself. He thought Nirvan and Kieffer had gone too far, but he did not expect to be dragged into the vortex. "We're sorry, Grandpa." "Grandpa, you..." "Leave. Just the sight of you two upsets me." Johan
Jepherson stared at the invitation in a daze. After putting it down, he went to take a rest. The following day, after breakfast, he went to visit the Moore family. The Moore family had decorated their home with lights and ribbons. When Jepherson just got off the car, he immediately sensed that something was not right; the Moore family seemed to be celebrating something. Upon entering, Jepherson saw a couple standing at the door waiting for them. Seeing him, Colston led Louisa to Jepherson. Although Colston was not a significant figure in the Moore family, Jepherson knew who he was. He had already investigated all the members of the Moore family, so he knew people like Colston. He was among the Moore family's fifth generation, Johan's great-great-grandson, the same generation as Flynt. However, Flynt was of noble background, the first wife's son, while Colston's father was of collateral kin; as his grandmother was a concubine, his father was barely ac
"Louisa and I met in college, but at that time, we had a misunderstanding. We were both bad-tempered, and we couldn't tolerate each other, so we ended up making a fool of ourselves." "One night, I had one too many during our college's annual dinner. As a result, we somehow ended up in the same bed. It happened last year. "I was furious when I woke up the next day and even yelled at her." "But she said nothing and left after putting on her clothes." "We didn't see each other for a month after that. When I returned to college again, she had already dropped out and prepared to transfer to another college." "No one in our college knew what had happened, so I went to look for her and asked her in person, but I didn't know why I wanted to." "I really missed her, but I was not willing to admit it until my friend told me she was transferring to a remote area to continue her studies. She had already completed the transfer procedures, only waiting for the coll
After leaving the Moore family manor, Rossie kept touching her hand. Zorion fixed his gaze at her but couldn't tell what she was trying to do. When they got home, Rossie immediately went back to her room, switched on the computer, and began looking up information on the internet. Zorion held the tea bags in his hand, then handed them to Tetsuo. "Check the ingredients inside and see if they are poisonous." Tetsuo accepted the tea bags and got down to it. Zorion showered, then changed into a new set of clothes and lay down on the bed, needing a rest. Suddenly, the door swung open. Zorion twitched his eyebrows but did not open his eyes. Rossie entered the room and walked to him, "Are you asleep?" He opened his eyes and stared at her. "What's up?" "Does your stomach feel upset?" Rossie asked, and Zorion shook his head. Then, she continued, "I asked Louisa, and she told me to try massaging." Zorion did not speak but only laid in bed, unm
After Raeleigh had fallen asleep, Jepherson glanced at Santiago. He was lying on the bed soundlessly, eyes closed but still awake. Jepherson returned to the bed and lay down beside Raeleigh. He looked at Santiago and muttered, "I've already promised Colston that I won't make things difficult for him. In the meantime, focus on helping Jacky and build up your reputation as fast as possible. We can wait, but Deanna can't." Santiago asked, his eyes still closed, "To what extent?" Jepherson hesitated for a moment and said, "Start with the entrance. Someone has to watch over the several strongholds in Capital City; we must control the voices of the citizens in the capital." "Mm." Santiago narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why did Grandma suddenly become so open-minded?" "Grandpa has assumed responsibility for everything that happened that time. Since he does not wish for us to speak to Grandma about this, I believe he has his way of dealing with her." Je
"Mr. Richards, Miss Raeleigh." A young man greeted Jepherson and Raeleigh politely, then led them into Stella's residence. Raeleigh looked around and thought Stella's home was unique. As soon as they entered the house, the young man said, "Please wait for a moment, Mr. Richards, Miss Raeleigh. I'll go and inform of your arrival." The young man entered a room, then came out shortly. He said to Jepherson and Raeleigh, "Miss Doyle invites you to come in." "Let's go." Jepherson strode into the room. Although the curtains had shielded the interior from external light, it was brightly lit. Raeleigh's first thought was that the room was spacious. Then, she noticed the crystal chandelier in the room and thought they looked extravagant. She was not only good at designing cars but also had some experience in interior design. Stella's house was a multi-story building; it had at least three floors. To ordinary designers, no matter how cre
When Xanthus saw Raeleigh crying, he held her even tighter and looked sharply at Jepherson, who had his gaze at the sibling. Jepherson walked to them and said, "This is my fault." "I'm a little tired today. Mr. Richards, please go back." Xanthus patted Raeleigh as he continued glaring daggers at Jepherson. Jepherson glanced at Raeleigh and said, "Raeleigh..." "Please leave. I need to calm down." Raeleigh turned around and looked at Jepherson. She really needed to calm down; if it went on, she'd break down. Jepherson frowned and looked at Xanthus. "Help me take care of her." Then, he walked past them and entered his car. Raeleigh stared at Jepherson's retreating figure, and her heart sank. He kept telling her how important trust was, and he promised that no matter what happened, he would always protect their relationship. But... Why did he always make her worry? She watched the car leave, then looked up at Xanthus. "Are you alright?
Xanthus opened his eyes slowly and forced a smile at Raeleigh when he heard her crying. "Don't cry. You don't look pretty anymore when you cry." "Alright, I won't. I won't cry." Raeleigh said but cried even louder. Xanthus clenched his teeth, and his breathing became even more rapid as he said with great difficulty, "I might not recover if you keep on crying but will be better if you stop." Raeleigh stared at him and wiped the tears from her face hard, forcing her tears back. Seeing that she stopped crying, Xanthus closed his eyes and recalled the incident, trying to divert his attention. Raeleigh kept wiping Xanthus's sweat but suddenly stopped and uncovered the throw from his body. She unbuttoned his shirt and realized his torso was covered with rashes. Her face blanched as she grew frightened. She took off Xanthus's shirt, only to find his body slick with sweat as if he was in a shower. Rashes that looked like tiny grains spread all over his