Chapter 427 by Marina Vittori

“Natasha is engaged to Tyler Grant?” As Dustin watched the departing vehicle, he couldn’t help but narrow his eyes. Clearly, this was a strategic alliance between two prominent families, and Natasha was the sacrificial pawn in this alliance. Born into a prestigious family, she enjoyed wealth and luxury but lost her freedom. At certain moments, she even had to make sacrifices for the sake of their family’s interests.

Of course, Dustin would never allow such a thing to happen. With that in mind, he took out his phone and dialed a particular number.

“Hello, Nelson. Help me investigate someone.”

“No problem. May I ask who you want me to investigate, Sir Rhys?” Nelson asked.

“Tyler Grant.”

“Tyler Grant?” Nelson raised his voice upon hearing Dustin’s words. “Sir Rhys, why do you want to investigate him?”

“Of course, to deal with him. Do you think I’m inviting him out for a meal?” Dustin replied impatiently.

“What?” Nelson froze in place, his voice trembling. “Sir Rhys, please don’t scare me like that. I’m easily frightened. I can’t handle this!”

“What’s the matter? Is Tyler that formidable?” Dustin asked in response.

“He’s way more than that. Sir Rhys, this person is like the living King of Hell. We can’t afford to provoke him! He can easily wipe out the Flame Dragon Gang if we offend him!” Nelson sounded like he was tearing up.

What kind of person was he working for? His first task as the new gang leader was to deal with Tyler. Weren’t they seeking their own death?

Known as a once–in–a–century genius, Tyler was the future head of the Grant family. Despite being only in his thirties, he had fought on many battlefields and achieved various victories. He earned the title of General Tiger with a third–ranking official position.

Not only was he tremendously powerful and exceptionally talented, but he also commanded an army of tens of thousands.

Anyone who provoked such a formidable individual would be doomed!

“Why are you panicking? I didn’t ask you to assassinate him. I only want you to gather information about him,” Dustin said calmly.

“Sir Rhys, if you have any ill intentions, it’s best to forget about them. It would be wiser to jump off a building than to provoke Tyler, Nelson said, his voice filled with fear.

“Stop the nonsense! Just do as I say!” Dustin shouted.

“Yes, yes… I’ll do it immediately.“Nelson didn’t dare to say more and quickly complied. However, deep inside. he silently prayed that Dustin wouldn’t act recklessly. Or else the Flame Dragon Gang would suffer the

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consequences.

Meanwhile, in the Hill family’s house, an elderly man with a white beard and eyebrows lay on the bed. His face was pale, and his body was weak. Bloody phlegm filled the copper basin under the bed.

A group of Hill family descendants gathered anxiously around the bed..

Paul Hill, the patriarch of the Hill family, had four sons named Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. Besides that, he had dozens of grandchildren. He had a big family.

“Spring! Wasn’t Father doing well yesterday? How did his internal injuries relapse?” Autumn paced back and forth, his expression filled with anxiety. Among the four brothers, he was known for his impatience.

“Autumn, you know about Father’s chronic ailment. None of the doctors could cure it.”

Spring shook his head and sighed. “If he had watched out more usually, it wouldn’t have been a big problem. But he almost went astray to push his cultivation to the limit this time. He was too impulsive!”

“Gosh…” Autumn grumbled, “Why is he pushing himself so hard at his age?”

“Enough talk. Let’s go to Stoneray Valley and bring Dr. Linden here to treat Father,” Summer suddenly said.

“Dr. Linden is currently in seclusion and cannot come, but I have already called Mr. Turner to come. There shouldn’t be any problems with him here.” Spring replied.

“Then quickly call and urge them! Why haven’t they arrived yet?” Autumn was becoming increasingly anxious.

“Oh no! Grandfather is coughing up blood again!”

At that moment, a muscular young man exclaimed in shock.

He was Autumn’s son, Torben Hill. He had tan skin and a robust figure.

“What should we do? He keeps coughing up blood. Is there something wrong with Father?” Autumn was shocked.