Chapter 286: The Taylor Family’s Rules
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Timothy, I called you here to discuss something with you.”
Hearing the name ‘Timothy,’ Finn Taylor’s eyes were filled with hostility. He hated that name—it was associated with only pain. “Call me Finn Taylor.”
“Timothy is your name. Don’t you like it?”
“I said to call me Finn Taylor.”
“Alright, alright. Finn Taylor it is.” Benjamin Taylor was still hoping to discuss business with his grand-nephew, but the latter wasn’t going to make it easy for him. “Finn Taylor, I wanted to talk to you about your grandpa. My eldest brother has been gone for almost ten years. Although we’ve always hoped that he’d come back, I don’t think that’s going to happen. Why don’t you choose a date as his death anniversary? I know that you’re his favorite grandson, so why don’t you pick a date?”
The more Benjamin Taylor said, the more Finn Taylor felt like killing the other. “My grandpa isn’t dead.”
The old man sighed. “Finn, I understand how you feel. You’re his grandson, but I’m his brother too. It’s been ten years. Don’t you think he’d have come back if he was still alive? Actually, we’ve already discussed it. Let’s make the day after tomorrow your grandpa’s death anniversary. We didn’t pick this date for no reason. Mr. Brugel consulted some astrologists and decided on it. We’re only informing you out of respect.”
Benjamin Taylor had been rather polite toward his great-nephew just moments earlier, but the meaning behind his words was obvious: The decision wasn’t up to Finn Taylor.
Of course, the latter also knew that the family wasn’t organizing this commemoration because they shared a good relationship with his grandpa.
They simply wanted to inherit everything. Only by proving that his grandpa was dead would they be able to ascend his position without any trouble.
“Oh right. Finn Taylor, you still hold the position of Master Peregrine. I think you’d better hand it over. Of course, as your great-uncle, I’ll always welcome you here in Chicago. But you’re not based in the city, and it won’t be convenient for you to attend to Peregrine Hall.” Benjamin Taylor’s words sounded thoughtful, but all he wanted was for his grand-nephew to give up rights over the title of Master Peregrine.
There was no way the latter would agree to that. It wasn’t because he was infatuated with that position.
To be honest, the identity meant nothing to Finn Taylor since he had built everything he had with his own abilities. The only reason he was unwilling to give up the title was that his grandpa had established Peregrine Hall.
Handing the position over would be no different from having his grandfather’s Peregrine Hall fall into the hands of outsiders.
Finn Taylor would never accept that.
“Oh, so you guys still remember that I’m Master Peregrine. I thought that you’d have forgotten all about it. Since you know that I’m Master Peregrine, don’t you think that I should be afforded a certain level of respect?”
The old man had tried to make him give up the position. Not only had the latter not done so, but he had even used his position to suppress the others.
Yet, Benjamin Taylor wasn’t one to be trifled with. If someone else had been in his place, they probably would’ve started an argument with Finn Taylor.
However, Benjamin Taylor simply smiled blandly. “Your grandma’s sister is here. Do you want to meet her?”
He changed the topic, bringing in someone else—his grandma’s sister, Evelyn Cameron.
Finn Taylor didn’t give a hoot about her. Just like his grandma, this woman was biased toward his younger brother. He had bumped into her by accident when he was younger, and she had shoved him onto the ground.
It was a surprise to see her so many years later.
“Of course. She’s my grandma’s elder sister. Why would I not meet her?”
Benjamin Taylor knew about the grudge Finn Taylor held against Frida Cameron, and that was why he had invited the latter’s elder sister over.
He hoped to throw the young man into a fluster at the mention of her name, yet what he saw was Finn Taylor’s calm and collected expression. It was as though the latter heard a name he had no relation to.
Benjamin Taylor was slightly taken aback. Nonetheless, he felt that the young man was no match for him and that the latter was simply putting on an act. “Julian, go get Evelyn Cameron here.”
‘Since Finn Taylor is still so calm, I’ll invite the old lady over. There is no way he’ll be able to remain collected in the face of his great-aunt.’
Finn Taylor’s blood was already boiling, yet his expression was still exceptionally peaceful. He was human after all, and it was only natural for him to have feelings. However, he was trained to keep a poker face no matter what situation he was faced with.
Not long after, Evelyn Cameron arrived.
She bore some resemblance to her late sister, and it was only natural that Finn Taylor thought of his grandma when he saw her. Nonetheless, his expression remained indifferent.
“Aren’t you going to greet me? Is this how you treat your elders?” Evelyn Cameron wasn’t going to let her great-nephew off so easily and picked a fight with him the moment she entered. “I heard from them that you’re Master Peregrine now. How impressive. I wonder who made you Master Peregrine though. Was it your grandpa or my late sister? If it was neither of them, then it doesn’t seem right that you’re in that position. I think you’d better hand that position over to Donovan. I heard that your younger brother is being locked up in the dark pool. What’s wrong with your family? Why is the saint locked up while the jinx is roaming out here?”
Evelyn Cameron ranted as though it made perfect sense that Donovan Taylor should inherit the title of Master Peregrine since he was a saint. ‘Who does Timothy Taylor think he is to be standing here talking to me?’
“Who are you to meddle in our family’s affairs?”
“Who am I? I’m your grandma’s sister. Can’t I interfere in your family’s affairs?” The old lady was incensed and didn’t mince her words.
“Sure, go ahead. But since you want to do so, you’d better follow the Taylor family’s rules.”
“The Taylor family’s rules? What rules could your family possibly have?”
“There’s only one rule in the Taylor family—Master Peregrine has the final say.”
Evelyn Cameron was so enraged that she couldn’t even find the right words.
“Sigh, we’re all a family.. Why do you have to say such things?” Benjamin Taylor tried to act as the mediator to calm things down.