Chapter 49: Chapter 49 - 49: I will definitely make him rise again!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Get him out of here!

Just one word, “‘Out,”‘ was enough to reveal the intense hatred that Beckett’s mother held for White Mitchell at this moment.

Seeing this, Beckett quickly stepped forward, trying to pacify her, “Mom, don’t be like this. White is here to help us this time. He also mentioned he would help us change our living conditions.

I have a new job now, and it was White who introduced it to me. If you don’t believe me, ask White.”

Beckett hurriedly glanced towards White Mitchell and Kylin. As Kylin was about to speak, White beat him to it, “Auntie, I want to apologize to you for the troubles I’ve caused for your family these past five years.

Beckett indeed suffered because of my involvement. I didn’t read people correctly back then which led to manipulative plots against me. This directly caused harm to my friends, even my foster father was brutally murdered while trying to clear my name.”

However, I promise you that now, I have returned to take back everything that was once mine. As long as Beckett is willing, I will definitely help him make a comeback!”

White Mitchell solemnly made this promise to Beckett’s mother.

After listening to White Mitchell’s words, Beckett’s mother fell silent then asked guiltily, “Your foster father…?”

“He was murdered, ” White Mitchell replied.

Hearing this, sympathy filled Beckett’s mother’s face.

Compared to what White Mitchell had experienced, their own misfortunes seemed insignificant.

She realised that she should not hate White Mitchell, but those cunning and evil people who worked behind the scenes.

“Let’s wash our hands and eat,” she said quietly.

Mother Beckett silently turned and went into the kitchen.

Upon seeing this, White Mitchell couldn’t help but quietly thank her in his heart.

Soon after, White Mitchell and Kylin squeezed into Beckett’s small house, joining Beckett’s parents at a small table.

“The place is quite humble, so I hope you don’t mind,” Beckett’s parents said with a touch of embarrassment on their faces.

Kylin, who was enjoying the food, didn’t even lift his head and casually responded, “No problem, we’re used to worse. The environment here is considered quite good.”

A pile of corpses?

At these words, the entire table fell quiet.

Cough cough!

White Mitchell quickly coughed a few times. Realising his poor choice of words, Kylin hurriedly attempted to clarify, ‘IN-no, I meant a pile of rocks, just a pile of rocks. The food auntie cooked is so delicious that I can’t even speak properly, haha…”

Kylin grinned sheepishly, feeling rather uneasy.

“I was wondering what you meant by eating on a pile of corpses. So, you were referring to a pile of rocks huh? Good, if you think it’s delicious, eat more. If it’s not enough, I can cook more,” Beckett’s mother joked.

Kylin let out a sigh of relief and gave White Mitchell an embarrassed look.

Thankfully, Beckett’s mother had not suspected anything. He had no idea how to continue explaining if she had.

Surely he couldn’t tell them that he and White Mitchell had killed so many enemies on the battlefield that their bodies piled up, and that they even had a meal on top of these piles, could he?

That would scare the old couple to death, wouldn’t it?

Kylin hurriedly bowed his head and continued eating, not daring to say more.

As Kylin remained silent, a quiet atmosphere fell over the dinner table. At this moment, they faintly heard the conversations of pedestrians downstairs.

It was unavoidable since the building wasn’t just packed but also had poor soundproofing.

Just then, while they were eating, they seemed to hear someone mentioning Beckett’s name.

“Kid, are you sure that Beckett lives in this shithole? You better not lie to me, or else I’ll chop you along with him!” Someone downstairs was cursely murmuring.

Soon after, they heard Ezekiel’s voice: “I wouldn’t dare lie, I swear it! Beckett really does live here. I’ll take you up to his place now.”

Ezekiel?

Both White Mitchell and Beckett immediately recognized Ezekiel’s voice.

Beckett reacted right away, becoming nervous, “Dammit! This must be Ivan Austin’s doing. He must have asked Ezekiel to bring people here to cause trouble! ”

Beckett’s immediate reaction was to flee. However, White Mitchell stopped him.

Kylin’s expression didn’t change a bit.

“Brother, have you forgotten who you are now?” Kylin reminded him with a smile.

Beckett suddenly realised what Kylin meant and hurriedly turned to White

Mitchell, “White, should I call Amanda to send some of her men over?”

White Mitchell shook his head, his expression calm, “Let’s see what happens first.

Beckett nodded. Then, he quickly advised his parents to hide in the kitchen.

Sure enough, noises soon came from outside their door, followed by Ezekiel’s voice: “Beckett, are you home?”

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than an impatient voice interrupted him, “Enough with your babbling, move aside!”

As soon as the words fell, Beckett’s front door was violently kicked open.

With a loud bang, Beckett’s door began wobbling shakily on its hinges.

Beckett trembled wholeheartedly and instinctively took two steps backward. But quickly, he managed to summon his courage and returned to his original position, standing in front of White Mitchell and Kylin.

“White? What are you doing here?” Ezekiel was taken aback the moment he saw White Mitchell.

But before he could fully react, Adam, who was standing behind him, sneered, “Well, this saves us some trouble since the kid White Mitchell is here too.”

“Ezekiel! What the hell are you playing at? Did Alan Austin send you?” Beckett asked, his face a mask of disappointment.

Tinged with shame but quickly replaced with spite, Ezekiel replied gruffly to Beckett, “Beckett, you thought you could get away with beating Mr. Ivan alongside White Mitchell? Thought it would end just like that?

Well, since you’re all here, why don’t you just come quietly with us? Otherwise, we’ll take your parents too!”

“Ezekiel! You’re a fu*king bastard! Do you really want to become a Austin family’s dog? Do you even know what you’re doing?” Beckett shot back furiously.

Stung by Beckett’s words, Ezekiel’s face turned grim. Pointing at White Mitchell, he spat out, “Don’t fu*king pull that card on me! All I’m doing today is because of him!

If it wasn’t for him, would I even be in this state now?

Today, you either walk with us willingly, or we drag you along!”

Beckett felt a chill in his heart hearing Ezekiel’s words, this side of Ezekiel felt strangely alien.

At this time, Adam, who was standing behind Ezekiel, was becoming visibly impatient.

“Enough chit-chat, you want some peanuts to go with your bantering? Move aside! Clear the way!” Adam shoved Ezekiel aside and strode in.

Beckett’s face hardened, he barked, “Who do you work for?”

“Who I work for is none of your damn business!”

Adam smirked, not wanting to waste time on Beckett. He raised his fist and swung it towards Beckett..