Chapter 595 - 595 Bran Cook Died_1

“I’m sorry, Father.”

In a private room of the Valentine’s Hotel in Gonzalez City.

Elwood Thorneycroft knelt on the ground, looking at Fabian Percival in front of him, wrapped in bandages, not daring to lift his head.

“Vito, in the face of great misfortune, it’s not your fault that you ran away. However, what we’re facing is not a life or death separation, but a test.”

Fabian Percival stretched out both arms, and the doctor behind him quickly and carefully wrapped the bandages.

He was severely injured, but his bones were fine. He only needed to rest and recuperate in peace.

“Vito knows he was wrong.”

Elwood Thorneycroft’s head was pressed firmly against the ground, he didn’t dare raise it at all.

“Vito, Marthew Abernathy died, he was your brother.”

Fabian Percival slowly closed his eyes: “He cannot die in vain.”

“Vito understands.”

Elwood Thorneycroft responded.

“The man who killed your brother is called Bran Cook.” Fabian Percival leaned back gently, collapsing onto the incredibly comfortable bed, and took a deep breath, “I’m tired and want to rest. Remember to find some people to bury Marthew Abernathy with. He liked the lively atmosphere and was afraid of being alone.”

“Understood!”

Elwood Thorneycroft stood up and retreated out of the room.

“Miss, what did Mr. Thorneycroft instruct?”

Outside the door, several men, radiating murderous intent, asked.

They were all seething with anger, just waiting for a word from Elwood Thorneycroft.

“The Cook family, they will disappear tonight.” Elwood Thorneycroft glanced at her watch, then looked around at the people before her: “Make it clean.”

“Understood!”

…

At this moment, the Cook family had no idea that disaster was about to strike.

Bran Cook had suddenly died, supposedly from slipping down the stairs.

Though the Cook family’s people didn’t believe it, Marthew Abernathy’s Carmichael Group and Aron Jackson’s men arrived at the Cook family’s home and personally delivered the body.

Even if they were unwilling to accept it, they had no confidence to oppose the Carmichael family.

Furthermore, Stacy Cook had already woken up. Although there was no danger to his life, the damage from the “water of life” made it so he could hardly eat anything.

His body was visibly wasting away.

“What should we do? Our Cook family may not be the top tycoon, but we have some properties in Gonzalez City, and no matter what, we cannot let Bran die without cause!”

The people of the Cook family huddled together, their faces full of sorrow.

Bran Cook was their hope, but now, this hope had died unexpectedly.

Even the marks on the corpse were clearly visible.

Obviously, Bran Cook had been beaten before he died.

“It must be Julius Reed’s doing! He is the murderer, and we must seek revenge!”

Bran Cook’s father clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot.

The anguish of an elder burying a younger was almost driving him mad.

He had thought his son would bring honor and pride to the Cook family.

But who would have thought that a sudden disaster would take everything away?

“No, don’t be impulsive!”

Stacy Cook covered his mouth with a hand, coughed a few times, and immediately someone patted his back.

The lights in the hall were dim, the Cook family’s people backed against Bran Cook’s coffin, their expressions mournful.

“Julius Reed has connections with Beckett Carmichael.”

Stacy Cook took a deep breath, feeling a bit better, and then slowly said: “If we act rashly, we might put the entire Cook family at risk. After I return to the capital, I will discuss this matter with my foster father.”

Ivan Reed and Beckett Carmichael were equally well-known, only he could have a conversation with the Carmichael family.

Only after figuring out Julius Reed’s background could they seek revenge with peace of mind.

“That’s the only way to go!”

Bran Cook’s father turned around, looked at the coffin in the hall, and said with sorrow: “Bran, wait a bit longer, your father will surely avenge you! I will offer the heads of Julius Reed and his wife to commemorate you!”

Just then, several figures suddenly flashed by.

“Who’s there!”

Stacy Cook, who had been a Hidden Guard in Africa, sensed something was wrong immediately.

“What’s happening?”

The other Cook family’s people, each preoccupied with their thoughts, didn’t notice what had happened.

“Someone has broken in!”

Stacy Cook stood up, his hand quietly resting on the dagger at his waist, and shouted: “Show yourself!”

Whoosh!

As his voice fell, five men emerged from the darkness.

“Make it quick! No talking!”

Behind no one, Elwood Thorneycroft made a slight gesture with his hand.

“Who are you people! Why are you trespassing…”

Thwack!

The Cook family’s person nearest to the outside hadn’t even finished speaking before his heart was pierced.

“Grab your weapons!”

Stacy Cook saw this situation unfold and instantly pulled out a dagger, engaging in combat with one of the men in black!

Despite being injured by the “water of life,” the combat prowess of this Hidden Guard from Africa remained astonishing.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Cook family’s people, like lambs to the slaughter, all turned into lifeless bodies.

“There’s actually a tough one?”

Elwood Thorneycroft sneered, “All of you, get him! Once he’s down, we’re leaving!”

“Yes!”

The other four immediately surrounded him, brandishing their knives.

“Hold on, even if I am to die, at least let me die with some understanding!”

Stacy Cook suddenly pushed away the man in black in front of him, leaning against the coffin and gasping for air.

“Oh! Aren’t you quite aware of your situation, having bought your coffin in advance?”

Elwood Thorneycroft sneered as he looked at Stacy Cook, “Blame your family member called Bran Cook for offending our Lord Thorneycroft!”

“Bran Cook?”

Stacy Cook stretched out one hand, shouting loudly, “Hold on! May I ask, when did Bran Cook offend Lord Thorneycroft, and who is Lord Thorneycroft?”

He always felt that something was amiss.

Bran Cook was dead, and during this time, they had been entangled with Julius Reed. How could he possibly have offended the so-called Lord Thorneycroft?@@novelbin@@

“Are you people sent by Julius Reed?”

“Julius Reed? What does this have to do with Julius Reed!”

Elwood Thorneycroft stepped forward, speaking indifferently, “Lord Thorneycroft is naturally Fabian Percival. As for Bran Cook, he dared to attack Lord Thorneycroft tonight. Doesn’t your Cook family deserve extermination?”

She sneered inwardly, facing imminent disaster and still trying to argue?

“Look, whose coffin is that!”

Stacy Cook pointed at the coffin behind him and at the date of death, “And this date!”

Boom!

He violently pushed open the lid of the glass coffin, pointing at the corpse inside, “Bran Cook has been lying here the whole time. How could he possibly go and offend Lord Thorneycroft!”

“Impossible!”

Upon saying this, Elwood Thorneycroft quickly walked up and saw it was written ‘In Loving Memory of Bran Cook’ with a photograph on top.

The date was yesterday.

The body had long since turned cold.

“How could this be!”

The person lying in the coffin was definitely not the one they had fought with that night.

“Ha ha! A bunch of idiots, you’ve been played! And you’ve killed my entire Cook family!”

Stacy Cook glared viciously at Elwood Thorneycroft in front of him, shaking as he pointed, “My foster father is Ivan Reed! If you dare to kill me, it won’t matter if there’s one Fabian Percival, or even ten, it’s useless!”

“Ivan Reed?”

Hearing this name, Elwood Thorneycroft felt a jolt in her heart.

She naturally knew of the Four Great Families of the capital.

“Click!”

At that moment, lights turned on one by one.

“Police! Everyone inside, hands up!”

“Damn it!”

A sinking feeling in her heart, Elwood Thorneycroft said aloud, “We can’t leave any survivors!”

“Understood!”

Thwack!

A man walked over and plunged the knife straight into Stacy Cook’s chest!

Whoosh!

At the same time.

The box of hidden weapons activated.

The man fell to the ground, dead.