Chapter 262 - 261 Atlas Leopold Feigns Illness_1

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“What is this?”

With suspicion, Brayden Leopold raised his eyebrows and scrutinized the content on the video closely.

He saw a man pacing back and forth in the room, occasionally pulling out a cigarette from his pocket to smoke.

This figure looked very familiar, but Brayden Leopold couldn’t recall who it was at the moment.

The video was very dark due to being taken covertly. Plus, it was getting close to dusk and no lights were on in the room.

Suddenly, a group of people walked into the room, the curtains were drawn in an instant, and the lights came on.

“Atlas Leopold!”

Seeing the person in the video, Brayden Leopold’s eyes nearly popped out.

“How could it be him! Didn’t you break his legs? How could he possibly be standing so soon!”

Brayden Leopold couldn’t believe it; he had also visited Atlas Leopold and bribed the attending doctor, learning that Atlas Leopold was doomed to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, with no chance of his legs ever recovering.

But now, the person in the video was clearly shown to be Atlas Leopold! And his body, due to having been bedridden, was visibly thinner, matching Atlas Leopold’s current condition!

The video gradually zoomed in, showing Atlas Leopold limping, with someone immediately coming over to support him.

Those mysterious men gathered around Atlas Leopold, constantly communicating.

Among them, someone even made a “throat-slitting” gesture.

This gesture sent chills down Brayden Leopold’s spine, for if Atlas Leopold really was about to move against someone, it was likely to include himself.

After all, the biggest threat to his inheritance of the Leopold Family was himself.

It seemed that Atlas Leopold had recovered quite a bit and was showing signs of a comeback.

Otherwise, how to explain these mysterious men?

Could they possibly be here just to visit Atlas Leopold?

Just then, the “Atlas Leopold” in the video took off his outer clothes and quickly changed into patient attire.

But in that moment, Brayden Leopold’s eyes narrowed into slits.

With the lights on, the video was now a lot clearer.

On Atlas Leopold’s back, there was a long scar!

This detail made Brayden Leopold even more convinced that this person was undoubtedly Atlas Leopold!

As a child, Atlas Leopold had fallen from an artificial mountain in their home because he was too playful, and had gotten a long gash on his back from a rock.

“It really is him!”

Brayden Leopold clenched his fists tightly, a wave of anger surging to his chest.

It seemed that everything Atlas Leopold had done before was to lull himself into complacency!

“But the doctor clearly told me that Atlas Leopold’s legs couldn’t possibly recover!”

He lifted his head and stared hard at Julius Reed.

This matter was so difficult to discern as being true or false.

The condition of Atlas Leopold’s injury was well known by everyone; after all, when he had just returned, the whole clan had visited him, and it supposedly could not be faked.

Was Atlas Leopold relying on deceit again? If he really wasn’t seriously hurt, Whitley Leopold would certainly give the heir position back to him!

“What kind of society are we in now? Didn’t you also say that your Leopold family has great influence? I guess making someone stand up wouldn’t be too difficult, right?”

Julius Reed chuckled dismissively, looking at Brayden Leopold with a disdainful gaze: “Moreover, I was the one who hit him. I know better than you what condition I left him in! Those few blows were only meant to deter the Leopold family and weren’t intended to leave him crippled.”

“Really?”

Brayden Leopold felt a shock in his heart.

The perpetrator was right in front of him, and according to what the Leopolds said, Julius Reed was incredibly strong in a fight, so naturally, he could control the force of his blows!

Facing his questioning, Julius Reed didn’t speak.

“How are you going to help me take the position of Family Head?”

Murderous intent ignited in Brayden Leopold’s eyes, and his expression turned extremely grim.

He was actually being played for a fool!

He had thought Atlas Leopold was a cripple, eliminating the first threat. With Whitley Leopold fallen ill, it was the best opportunity for him to vie for position.

But who would have known that Atlas Leopold was secretly making moves behind the scenes?

Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

If, at the critical moment, Atlas Leopold emerged out of nowhere, he would have no defenses ready!

Then, everything he had worked hard for could easily be snatched away by someone else.

“Many of you Leopold Family members have already been bought by me! As long as you can take care of Atlas Leopold, I will have them support you,”

Continuing, Julius Reed glanced at Brayden Leopold, “I know you might not believe me. So, consider this: tomorrow your Leopold Family will have a family meeting to discuss how to get through the period of Whitley Leopold’s severe illness.”

“By rights, that position should go to Fernando Leopold. However, I can make you the most important person among the younger generation, that is, in charge of the entire Leopold Family’s security. Once something happens to Fernando Leopold, everything will be under your control,”

After hearing all this, Brayden Leopold’s eyes kept darting around.

This was a low-cost gamble.

Whether Julius Reed was telling the truth or not would naturally be revealed tomorrow.

If he could really take on this important role, his status within the Leopold Family would undoubtedly rise. And with control over the entire security operation, it would be much more convenient to make a move.

That was the most important part.

Even if Julius Reed wasn’t telling the truth, at least he had unknowingly gained intelligence on Atlas Leopold and would be on guard.

Though not necessarily to kill him, staying vigilant and planning ahead in secret was also good.

At least he would not be caught completely off guard by Atlas Leopold.

“Fine, if you haven’t deceived me, I am willing to work with you!”

Brayden Leopold stood up, ready to leave.

Miguel Abbott and Lucan Davenport clearly had no intention of keeping him.

That made him leave the cafe with peace of mind.

A close call, but a rewarding one.

“Black Dog baulked at dealing with Atlas Leopold because he’s the Family Head’s favorite. That’s why he asked me to cooperate with you!”

After saying this, Julius Reed lifted his coffee cup again and leisurely sipped.

Brayden Leopold paused, then strode off.

“Young master! Are you alright?”

The bodyguards waiting outside rushed over.

At this moment, Black Dog was pinned to the ground by them, with a few bodyguards even stepping on his back.

Traitors, naturally, should be punished.

However, since Atlas Leopold had come out safe and sound, they were relieved, too.

“Young master, what should we do with the traitor?”

A bodyguard grabbed Black Dog’s hair, pulling him up from the ground, “Should we take him back to the villa, or take him out right here?”

The bodyguard spoke fiercely.

By now, they had nearly concluded that this mess was Black Dog’s doing!

“Slap!”

Brayden Leopold slapped the face of the bodyguard, drawing blood from the corner of the bodyguard’s mouth.

“Big brother! Wha…”

The slapped bodyguard covered his face, standing there bewildered, not understanding what had just happened.

The others also stood there in a daze, somewhat confused.

Brayden Leopold’s strike was so sudden that they didn’t have time to react.

“Let Black Dog go!”

Brayden Leopold shouted, then turned to the bodyguards, “Whoever touched him, step forward!”