Chapter 427: 427: Dying with Understanding_1
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
âHas it been that long?â
The Cook familyâs people had been waiting for three minutes, but Tarquin Cook had not returned, and they couldnât help becoming anxious.
Just then, Jordan came back alone.
He was covered in blood, with fresh red stains all over his fists and clothes.
âTarquin Cook said he missed the old man and decided to keep him company!â
Jordanâs casual remark sent chills down the spines of the Cook familyâs people.
Keep the old man company?
The old man had been dead for a long time!
He was underground!
Seeing the blood on Jordan, which was obviously fresh, a bold thought crossed their minds.
âSince Tarquin Cook is gone, we neednât wait for him anymore! Dad is lonely down there; he needs him.â
Stacy Cook smiled faintly, yet that smile sent a chill down the backs of the Cook familyâs people.
âDine! Letâs dine!â
Abram Cook was the first to snap back to reality. As long as Tarquin Cookâs death was not discovered, they would be the beneficiaries.
The Cook Familyâs finances that had been controlled by others for so many years were finally about to change hands.
âTarquin Cook had many loyalists within the corporation. If he were to disappear without a traceâ¦â
He voiced the reminder, pinpointing their biggest concern.
Although Tarquin Cook had fallen, those people would most definitely not let things rest. If it were discovered that Tarquin Cook was murdered, the entire Cook Family might be dragged down with it.
Harboring a criminal is a crime in itself.
âJordan, Tarquin Cook was used to calling on those people frequently. He might find it a bit hard to adapt alone.â
Stacy Cook turned to look at Abram Cook: âBig brother, draft me a list, right now. I will have Jordan pay a visit to these people.â
While saying these words, Stacy Cook was very calm, as if handling a perfectly normal affair.
There was not a hint of nervousness or anxiety.
âAlright!â
Abram Cook hesitated. By getting involved, he would become an accomplice. But with great risk comes great reward, he nodded his head and walked to the front desk to ask for paper and pen.
Since the eldest had made a statement, the other clan members had nothing to worry about.
With Tarquin Cook dead, it was all gain and no loss!
Soon, Abram Cook wrote feverishly, listing every single one of Tarquin Cookâs die-hard supporters without leaving anyone out.
âTell them to do it cleanly!â
After Stacy Cook had spoken, Jordan made a phone call, took the list, and stepped out, returning to the room half a minute later.
âBig brother Stacy, Iâve arranged for people to take care of it.â
He spoke calmly.
âLetâs eat then; weâre all hungry!â
Stacy Cook gestured, and just as everyone was about to head inside, Bran Cook suddenly stopped in his tracks.
âWhatâs the matter?â
Noticing Bran Cookâs change of emotion, Stacy Cook followed his gaze, just in time to see Julius Reed leading Quella Radcliffe, along with Knox Ridge and Burl Radcliffe, coming in.
âThe Radcliffe Family is also qualified to enter?â
Bran Cook muttered to himself and strode toward the reception desk.
Twilight Mansion was a high-end venue, not a place just anyone could enter.
There were thousands of entrepreneurs in Gonzalez City, but less than a hundred of them were eligible to come here.
Ever since Zade Radcliffe left, the Radcliffe Family had completely lost its connections, and with the current debt crisis, how could they possibly qualify to come to Twilight Mansion?
So Bran Cook was certain that this family had sneaked in.
He knew all too well what the consequences of crashing Twilight Mansion were.
At best, broken legs; at worst, loss of life!
âThese people have sneaked in!â
He shouted loudly, immediately alerting the security within Twilight Mansion.
âStop them!â
The security captain called into his walkie-talkie, and swiftly, a dozen security guards surrounded Julius Reed and his group, trapping them inside.
âWhat is this?â
Facing the suddenly encroaching security guards, Julius Reed spoke coldly: âBack off!â
âOh! Isnât this the famous Gonzalez Cityâs good-for-nothing, Julius Reed? Whatâs the matter, following your wife to Twilight Mansion to live off her again?â
How could Bran Cook pass up such an opportunity?
He blatantly exposed Julius Reedâs identity, intent on achieving a deterring effect!
No matter how much you disguise yourself, I can easily see through it.
âAh! Bran Cook, what a coincidence!â
Upon seeing Bran Cook, Julius Reed was neither angry nor shocked that his identity had been revealed.
Everything was as usual.
âCoincidence?â
Bran Cook let out a cold laugh, âYouâve really got some nerve! You know very well what happens to those who sneak into Twilight Mansion!â
He was now convinced that Julius Reed had definitely sneaked in!
Just then, the security captain came over, eyeing the group with a cold gaze.
âI need an explanation.â
Julius Reed looked at the security captain; without his command, Bran Cookâs shouts were useless no matter how loud.
To use a knife to kill, first, you need a knife!
And that knife was certainly not innocent.
âYoung Master Cook said you sneaked in, and I have the right to ensure the safety of our guests here!â
The security captain stood with his hands clasped behind his back and said aloud, âMembership card, take it out!â
The membership card is the only sign of entry into Twilight Mansion, and it cannot be lent to others for use.
Each card has a unique code on it.
From the manager down to the security staff, everyone has to memorize the number corresponding to each person.
Adding together all the Twilight Mansion membership cards, there are only a few dozen, making them easy to remember.
âHe canât take it out!â
Bran Cook sneered from the side, âThis kind of person definitely sneaked in, and they must be punished severely!â
Twilight Mansion has a strange rule; you only need a membership card to get in, not to leave.
So Bran Cook was sure that Julius Reed definitely sneaked in to have a meal before leaving.
Every year, Twilight Mansion encounters many such instances, with dozens of people having their legs broken.
âWhat if I take it out?â
Julius Reed looked at Bran Cook, raising an eyebrow, âWhat will you do then, Bran Cook?â
âHa-ha! I wonât do anything! Even if I knew you were beaten like a dog, I wouldnât make this bet with you! Whatâs the point? It would be an empty victory!â
Bran Cook laughed loudly; today, if Julius Reed got his legs broken, Quella Radcliffe would be punished as well.
Later on, when the business alliance jointly petitions, that manager position would still have to be his!
Indeed, an opportunity gifted by fate!
You wonât die if you donât court death!
âMove aside, Iâm still going to have my meal, donât ruin our enjoyment!â
Julius Reed said coldly, but the security guards didnât budge.
Scared by Bran Cookâs threats, Knox Ridge was terrified.
âJulius Reed! Whether that card you used for entry is real or fake, donât drag us down with you!â
Just the thought of having her legs broken turned Knox Ridgeâs face pale with fright.
She had heard about Twilight Mansion, and who in Gonzalez City hadnât?
She had thought that coming to such a place would be quite a triumph, something to brag about afterward!
But she had not expected to encounter such a situation!
She felt completely let down by this worthless son-in-law!
In her heart, she regretted not thinking things through, blaming her own vanity for not realizing what was going on.
Those who come to Twilight Mansion are all wealthy. What status did her son-in-law have?
Could he even be here?
But now it was too late for regrets!
âIf you donât present the membership card now, I will take coercive measures, please cooperate!â
The security captain stood erect in front of Julius Reed, demanding from a position of authority.
âActually, I donât have to show you, but I am kind-hearted and want you to understand before you die!â
Julius Reed slowly revealed the card in his hand.
âYou areâ¦â
The security guardâs face changed dramatically!
Click!
But then, Julius Reed quickly withdrew the card, kicking the security captainâs knee!
The bones shattered!