All Chapters of My Aloof Sisters Asked for My Forgiveness: Chapter 421 - Chapter 430

Outside Grayvale, in the West Mountains area, was the domain of the Lotus Sect. At the entrance, Elijah was being carried into the Lotus Sect by a few of its members. “Get Mr. Lowe to treat my injuries!” Elijah shouted and clutched his chest. After just one shout, pain shot through his chest, and blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth. He had forced himself to act okay in the restaurant to avoid losing respect, but as soon as he left, his injuries worsened. He did not dare to wait any longer and ordered to be taken to the Lotus Sect. The Grand Elder of Lotus Sect, Jason Lowe, was known for his medical skills, and he could treat Elijah. Elijah was quickly taken to the Lotus Sect’s medical room, where the Grand Elder arrived to treat him late at night. “Mr. Elijah, who did this to you? How could anyone in Grayvale hurt you so badly?” Jason asked in shock after examining his injuries. Jason explained to Dustin that two of his ribs were broken, and there were v

“Mr. Fox, Miss Allison from the McCall family is here to see you.” Early in the morning, Dustin had just finished washing up and was about to have breakfast when the butler came to inform him. “Allison…” Dustin paused slightly. His feelings for this woman were complicated. Because of Joseph’s scheme, the two had become intimate. But the McCall family could never blackmail Dustin with that. Dustin would not be forced, and he had made it clear to Allison that he was cutting ties with her. The McCall family could do nothing about that. “Tell her that I’m not in,” said Dustin and waved his hand. “Mr. Fox, Miss Allison says she saw you enter the villa yesterday and hasn’t seen you leave. She knows you’re here,” the butler said. Dustin’s face darkened. “She’s spying on me?” he asked in displeasure. He reconsidered. The servants in the villa were at least ninth grade martial artists, and there were Hell Guards nearby. Even with the McCall famil

“My Liege, we’ve finally uncovered something!” In the most luxurious villa in West River Institution, the long-absent Drake and Myst knelt on one knee before Dustin. Their voices trembled in excitement. “What is it? Speak,” Dustin said while his gaze locked onto both of them. He had tasked them with investigating the annihilation of the Fox family and tracking down any leads regarding his younger sister’s whereabouts. “We discovered that someone in Grayvale once came into contact with your sister when she was an infant. He might know where she is now,” Drake said. Dustin’s demeanor turned serious. “Who is this person, and where can I find him?” “He’s Wilhelm Proud, the branch leader of the black market in Grayvale,” Drake said. “I’ll handle this myself,” Dustin said and got up from his seat. An hour later, Dustin arrived at a dimly lit alleyway somewhere in Grayvale. This was the location of the North Border branch of the black market. Black ma

The Grayvale black market stadium was packed with people and was noisy. Cheers and shouts echoed through the massive hall. Marco and Jimmy were there too. They watched a burly fighter defeat his opponent on the platform. The burly man delivered a devastating punch and sent his opponent flying out of the platform. The latter crashed into the floor. “Bravo!” the crowd roared and clapped enthusiastically. “Mad Lion! 23 consecutive victories!” the emcee shouted. “Mr. Thornton, your fighter is incredible. With his winning streak, I’m sure he’ll secure the title of Black Market Champion soon,” Marco said as he buttered Jimmy up. “And when he does, you’ll make a fortune!” Jimmy beamed in satisfaction. The fighter was someone he had hired for an exorbitant price, with the sole purpose of claiming the Black Market Champion title. The consecutive victories were already raking in money from the betting pools, and the Black Market Champion title came with not only

“Dustin, how dare you say that?” Marco stared in disbelief. Clearly, Dustin had no idea who Mr. Thornton was. “You’re too arrogant! Do you think this is Rivenesco? If you offend Mr. Thornton, your people can’t save you! “In your next match, you have to lose! Otherwise, you’ll face the consequences,” Marco said threateningly. Carrying out Jimmy’s orders was his way of buttering the former up. “With Mr. Thornton’s resources, making someone disappear is child’s play,” Marco said darkly. “Why don’t you disappear first and stop wasting my time?” Dustin said in annoyance. “You—!” Marco’s face turned beet red. “Fine! This is your own choice. When you’re lying in pain, don’t blame anyone but yourself!” he spat before storming off. Back in the stand, Marco approached Jimmy. “Apologies, Mr. Thornton. That kid is insolent and doesn’t take you seriously at all…” Marco said in a low voice. “He even told us to get lost. He completely disrespected your name!”