Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Julius Reed stood up from the sofa, put on his clothes, walked to the door, and turned back to look at Quella Radcliffe and Anna Harris, “Do you want to eat in or go out?”

“We’ll go out. You won’t cook anyway, and it would just trouble Quella Radcliffe.”

Anna Harris rolled her eyes and craned her neck, as if she was about to slaughter him.

“All right, I will arrange a room in a bit and call a car specifically to take you.”

After Julius Reed finished speaking, he opened the door and walked toward the courtyard.

At that time, Bane Cook, covered in blood, was squatting in the yard, smoking a cigarette.

Behind him, Aron Jackson had his hands in his pockets. As soon as he saw Julius Reed approaching, he quickly came over, “Boss, we’ve got them.”

“Did you bring them here?”

Julius Reed glanced around and saw that, aside from the bodyguards, it was just the two of them.

“I didn’t bring them here—I found it ominous!”

Aron Jackson sighed and turned his head away.

“I’ve already asked the necessary questions. Aron Jackson insisted on keeping a live one, saying that the boss should interrogate him personally. I was about to bring the guy over, but Aron Jackson complained about the bad vibes again and forced me to park the car at the entrance.”

Bane Cook spit the cigarette butt from his mouth and stood up respectfully to greet Julius Reed, “Boss, it’s true that Winston Pendleton was bribed by Fabio Pendleton, but there’s someone else behind Fabio Pendleton. Based on your previous interrogation of Joel Martin, the person who directed Fabio Pendleton, it might be this ’eminent person’ Joel Martin spoke of.”

As he spoke, he took a cell phone out of his pocket and displayed the number on the screen, “This number’s call location has always been in the Five-river Province. I can almost assert that this ’eminent person’ is someone from the Five-river Province looking to get rid of you.”

“Did you call it?”

Julius Reed pointed at the number on the phone.

With current technological means, as long as the other party answers, their location can be pinpointed quickly.

In the Five-river Province, Julius Reed could capture the person swiftly.

“The other party is cunning. After the assassination attempt failed, this number has been switched off.”

Bane Cook pocketed the phone and spoke solemnly, “They’re too cunning, Fabio Pendleton is just a middleman, he doesn’t know anything. The only thing he knows is that the other party is a butler, also working for someone else.”

“A butler?”

When he heard these two words, Julius Reed’s eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Joel Martin had mentioned these words as well. But who could this butler be to wield so much power?

“Have someone keep a close watch on all the major families in the Five-river Province. As soon as anything is clear, act first, report later!”

After Julius Reed said this, he walked straight towards the entrance.

Now Saint Heir of Skyfire was also coming to trouble him, and the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance had begun to notice that Julius Reed was still alive, starting a frenzied power grab.

At times like these, he must eliminate all potential threats so he could focus on dealing with his enemies.

“Boss, don’t go look at it.”

Aron Jackson hurried over, trying to dissuade him, “It’s a bit gruesome.”

“It’s alright.”

Julius Reed had lived for over a thousand years; what kind of horrific scenes hadn’t he seen?

But when he opened the trunk, he was still somewhat surprised.

“Bane Cook, you are Aron Jackson. If it were someone else, they would no longer work with you.”

Julius Reed slammed the trunk closed and pointed at Bane Cook, “No wonder Ovidiu Cook has always been somewhat wary of you. I’m handing you full authority to handle this matter. You must give me a result in the shortest possible time.”

“No problem! Boss, just wait for the news!”

Bane Cook gave a toothy grin, cheerfully got into the car, and drove away from the mansion.

“Boss, that’s a ruthless one.”

Bane Cook had left, and Aron Jackson stared at the quickly fading car lights, unable to help but heave a sigh.

“Not bad, my firm really needs people like him. He’s probably even scared of himself when he gets ruthless.”

Julius Reed patted Aron Jackson on the shoulder, “Oh, right. Your sister-in-law and her classmate want to have dinner, arrange it for me. Book a private room. In these extraordinary times, you must ensure their safety!”

No matter what kind of dangerous whirlpool he found himself in, he had no intention of dragging Quella Radcliffe and other innocents into it.

“Don’t worry, boss, I’ll assign more staff.”

Aron Jackson nodded and quickly disappeared into the courtyard of the foreign house.

Half an hour later, two sedans drove into the foreign house. One of them let out two nurses who carefully lifted Anna Harris into the vehicle. Anna Harris was tough, bearing such a serious injury, yet acting as if nothing was wrong, her face alight with excitement.

After getting ready, Quella Radcliffe joined Julius Reed in another car and headed towards Ovidiu Cook’s private restaurant, Twilight Mansion.

After the last incident, the rich businessmen had become more restrained at Twilight Mansion, aware that any carelessness might lead to their ruin.

Ovidiu Cook’s employees had fallen on their faces here, not to mention these businessmen.

Knowing Julius Reed was bringing people over, Ovidiu Cook had prepared a private room well in advance and had even intensified the security checks.

But due to the explosion incident, he didn’t have the face to appear before Julius Reed and merely sent his employees to receive them.

Julius Reed was indifferent to these gestures; the other party held considerable power, and even if Ovidiu Cook were aware, it was hard to guard against it all.

“Hey! Let’s make it clear first, you’re paying for this meal, and you can’t use Quella Radcliffe’s money.”

The two nurses pushed Anna Harris into Twilight Mansion as she continued to chatter.

“Wow! Isn’t this too lavish? Julius Reed, the money you spend in Five-river Province, is it all Quella Radcliffe’s? I was wondering where you got so much money.”

She leaned in with a threatening tone, “Don’t think that just because Quella Radcliffe has become a director, you can splurge all you want. Later, I’ll have her cut off your allowance, and you can earn your own living.”

Hearing these words, Julius Reed simply smiled faintly, without any retort.

Quella Radcliffe also kept chuckling softly.

Everything she had was given by Julius Reed. Strictly speaking, her becoming the chairman was only because Julius Reed had bought the stocks and then given them to her.

If one were to really calculate, all of it belonged to Julius Reed.

“Fine! Fine! Fine!”

Julius Reed nodded, “As long as today’s meal can shut you up, I’m willing to spend whatever it takes!”

“Hmph! That’s more like it.”

Anna Harris, sitting in the wheelchair, looked around curiously, non-stop scanning the environment,

She hadn’t expected that in a place like Gonzalez City, there would be such a luxurious restaurant. Compared to the big-name restaurants abroad, it was not a bit inferior.

Soon, under the guidance of the restaurant staff, their group arrived at the private room on the second floor.

Initially, Ovidiu Cook wanted to arrange for them to be seated on the top floor, but Julius Reed declined, not wanting to draw attention.

With the current situation being so volatile, there were too many people who wanted him dead; it was better to keep a low profile.

After all, if a fight were to break out, dragging Quella Radcliffe and Anna Harris along would only be cumbersome.

As they just entered the room, a man stood up from a table in the hall.

“Saint Heir, what’s the matter?”

The person at the same table inquired.

“I think I just saw my ex-girlfriend entering in a wheelchair.”

The man known as Saint Heir said, raising an eyebrow.

“You must be mistaken, not just anyone can come to a place like this.”

A fat, middle-aged man at the same table raised his glass and shouted, “Cheers!”