Landon Lawson looked at Mr. Grant with some confusion, and a helpless smile formed at the corners of Mr. Grant’s lips. "Ever since Miles Grant refused to accept your help, our family has been supported by that mysterious person. But at that time, I didn’t realize the danger was approaching. I thought that with his help, we could live well enough. But when he eliminated the threats around him and found that Miles Grant was of no more use, he ruthlessly killed him. Now, for him, our family is nothing more than a discarded pawn..."
Mr. Grant’s voice was filled with deep helplessness, yet Landon Lawson’s eyes only grew more profound.
It seems the Grant Family... has finally fallen.
No matter how much Miles Grant wanted to protect this family back then, a single misstep would lead to catastrophic disaster.
Landon Lawson’s lips were tightly pursed, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. If they had told him about this from the start, perhaps he could have been vigilant, and that man wouldn’t have had his way... But now it’s too late to say anything...
"Since you know you’re nothing more than a discarded pawn, why can’t you learn to resist and make those who commit heinous acts pay a heavy price?"
Landon Lawson stared intently at Mr. Grant, who gently shook his head and looked at the now empty villa. Ever since Miles Grant’s death, he was the only one left at home... Not even a single servant remained; everyone had abandoned him, including the woman he later married...
Everyone had deserted him as if betrayed by all.
And now he no longer had a home, nor a company, only able to live in destitution. He drowned in alcohol day by day, as it was the only way to not think about those troubling matters...
Landon Lawson looked at his destitute face and knew he wouldn’t get any information from him today. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by novèlfire.net
Standing up steadily, he gazed at Mr. Grant with indifferent eyes, "I know now, asking you to do anything or say anything is beyond your capacity. In that case, I’ll leave now. If you decide at any point, you can come to me anytime. As long as I’m alive, I won’t let that man succeed."
Landon Lawson’s cool voice slowly echoed in the villa... leaving Mr. Grant alone, sitting on the ground, his eyes once again turning bewildered, not knowing how to proceed. On one side, there was hatred, and on the other side, a man he dared not provoke. No matter the choice, he couldn’t make a quick decision.
Watching that departing figure brought back thoughts of his tragically deceased son, and he suddenly laughed strangely.
"All of this is my fault. If it weren’t for my debts, how could I have let you do such a thing... You’ve always been a good child and always wished for this family to be well, but in the end, it’s still Dad’s mistake."
The man’s strange laughter echoed ceaselessly in the villa...