As the vibes at the dinner soured, Mark was about to start shouting when Helen rose to her feet.Holding her wine glass between her fingers, her eyes were staunch and determined as she spoke, "Dear uncles—I can understand how you can doubt the success of others. After all, both of you are incompetent, and you're convinced that everyone else is no different. I'm not afraid of admitting that I owe much of my success to my husband Frank Lawrence, but even then, I wouldn't give up the way either of you had."Both Clark and Gable scowled even as Helen continued to disparage them. "I mean, losing all of granduncle's money and then coming home acting like you still own the place? I'm a woman, but at least I know shame and acknowledge my own shortcomings instead of resorting to cheap insults or personal attacks."Then, turning toward Luna, she smiled faintly. "As for you, should I tell everyone about the inspection at Morhen and the friend you met online, who supposedly owned a construction
Neither Clark nor Gable avoided Luna when they saw her. In fact, Gable actually approached her and asked, "You can't stand Helen too, can you?"Luna was taken aback for a moment but was soon glowering. "Yeah."Helen had always held herself head and shoulders above her, and her patience was more than used up as she remembered how pompous Helen had been tonight.All she wanted was an opportunity to express it!Clark and Gable traded glances in turn and saw the delight in each other's eyes.You cannot always get what you want, but if you try, sometimes you get what you need!They had just been discussing what they were going to do about Helen, but they were missing a key part—something or someone they could use to catch Helen off guard.As long as Helen 'vanished', the brothers would ultimately take ownership over the farm.They had certainly been coveting it for a while, and they hated their father for denying them all this while.If that geezer would just give them that piece
Gable kept goading. "Listen, Luna. Even if your Uncle Clark and I can't become the head of the family, having you take leadership is still much better than letting Helen do it!""Exactly! You have the candidacy as the next head of the Lane family too, and you have Madam Lang's support. You're certainly more than a match for Helen, and if she disappears on top of that…" Clark trailed off, his eyes narrowing with a knowing smile."Then I'll be the head of the family…" Luna murmured to herself, her eyes lighting up with excitement as she smiled proudly."Exactly!" Gable nodded, affirming her ambition. "Your Uncle Clark and I both have your back!""Yes," Clark kept beguiling Luna as well. "Once we get rid of Helen, we will take back control of our family!"In reality, Clark and Gable did not actually have to worry—Luna hated Helen for so long, but she just kept it to herself because she did not have the opportunity.Now that her uncles afforded her one—even promising her that she cou
After a brief hesitation, Luna called her uncles. "I've already called Helen. You just have to wait for her on the road.""No, that won't do." Gable chuckled over the phone. "Surely you can't leave the dirty work to us while you do nothing?"Luna frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?""Nothing much." Gable kept chuckling. "Look, don't worry—we just need you with us, and you don't have to do a thing. Can't have you go behind our backs and tell your Grandpa, can we?"Luna paused, but she soon realized that Gable meant she just had to be there.That would mean they were all in this together, and her uncles simply did not want her to betray them.If anything, she was relieved since she thought Gable wanted her to kill Helen with her own hands. It would even be better if she gets to see Helen die… or beg her for mercy.As such, she agreed to her uncle's request and got into their car.They left Laneville, stopping by a quiet road that led straight to Laneville.They were joined b
"What do you want?!" Helen snapped even as she took a step back, leaning against her car as she glared warily at the goons around her, as well as at Clark and Gable."What do we want, you ask?" Clark shook his head even as he strode up, brandishing his steel bat threateningly at Helen's face. "Well, you really are a beauty up close. Killing you right away is a real waste… why not let the boys have some fun, Gable?"As the goons around them laughed sleazily, Clark grinned sinisterly. "I remembered everything you said at the dinner! Don't you think you should be apologizing now, huh?!" It was late into the night, and they were in the middle of nowhere—it was the perfect opportunity for a perfect murder.And yet, Helen was not afraid at all, even snapping coolly, "Apologize? Really? What you've done has only further earned you the title of prick."Helen's tough reaction actually gave Clark pause. He turned to look into Helen's car and was relieved to see no one else inside.Gable
As Clark, Gable, and their goons encircled Luna and Helen, Luna was left stammering, "Uncle Clark? Uncle Gable? What…?"Having heard the ladies' exchange, Gable applauded Helen, even smiling. "Not bad! I'm surprised you can see that… I guess Gavin admired you for a reason. Hell, you might really become quite something if you were allowed to grow.""Uncle Gable…?" Luna muttered even as realization struck her.It might have just been a suspicion earlier, but even Gable was basically admitting to it now that she, Luna, had been used like a tool.And now that she had served her purpose, both her and Helen would be silenced.Even as she glared at Clark and Gable in disbelief, she bellowed, "Why?! Why are you doing this?! W-Weren't we're in on this together?! How could you—""We're in on this together? Says who?" Clark shot her a glare of disdain, chuckling. "We'd be exposed if we really kept a dumbass like you around. Also, were you really actually hoping to be the next head of the
Naturally, the drowsy man who alighted was none other than Frank himself.Helen was no fool—everything about this was suspicious, as not only did Luna call her in the middle of the night, but she was also telling Helen to hurry back to Laneville.If Mark was really looking for her, he would have asked Gavin to make contact.While Helen was afraid to ask, she thought about it and decided to bring Frank along.He just happened to be sleepy and was lying down for a nap on the backseat, which in turn kept him out of sight.However, while Clark, Gable, and their goons were taken aback as Frank alighted, Clark soon recovered. Leering at Frank gleefully, he chuckled. "Oh, Helen… So that's your lowlife ex-husband, huh?""Highwaymen… blocking the road?" Frank was jolted to his senses by Clark's mocking and pointed at himself blankly. "Lowlife ex-husband? You mean me?""Hahaha… Look around you. Is there anyone else here?"Clark, Gable, and their goons were all laughing at Frank's del
Secrecy was unnecessary at this point, and Gable was even laughing darkly. "Yes, we burnt down your shitty farm resort. I don't mind telling you that since you're both dying here!""I see." Frank turned to glance at Helen's car before smiling at her. "The car camcorder is on, right? Is what they said recorded?""Yeah." Helen nodded, hiding a smile behind her palm.She was surprised Frank was cunning enough to think of that.Moreover, she was not afraid at all anyway—if the goons and thugs of Morhen could not even reach him, Clark and Gable's friends certainly would not.On the other hand, Gable did a double take in surprise after hearing that his words were recorded.However, he soon regained his confidence and snapped coolly, "So what if you recorded us? We'd just have to kill you and set fire to your car. We won't leave any evidence, so no one would know a thing!""I see… You've really thought this through!" Frank smacked himself on the forehead dramatically but soon narrowe