Chapter 990
The Protector levi garrison
Hearing Leviâs comforting words, Michael felt assured that he was making the right decision.
Whatever happens, heâll be here to back us up.
âIâm going to reinstate Emma Jones as a part of the Jones family in front of our ancestors todayâ¦â
Soon, the rituals ended, and Emmaâs name was on the family register once again.
The woman had been waiting for this day for way too long.
Tears of joy escaped her eyes once the ritual was completed.
I thought my life was over. But much to my surprise, I reunited with my son and was reinstated as a part of the Jones family. Iâll be happy even if I die now. Yet, my biggest wish is to declare in front of the Garrison clan that my son isnât a bastard, but a supreme ruler, whom all of you must look up to. However, thatâs out of the question, as the Garrison clan is too powerful. No matter how competent Levi is, his thirty years of accomplishments are nothing compared to the Garrison clan, which has built a strong foundation over a few thousand years.
After Emmaâs reinstatement, the Joneses from all over Erudia called to congratulate her.
Emma felt as if she was dreaming.
When she used to get into trouble, all the other extended families, other than the Jones family in South Hampton, shunned and cut ties with her right away.
Why are they congratulating me this time? I donât get it. From Elder Goelâs attitude to the prominent familiesâ actions, everything just seems so odd.
Never had she thought that things had turned out this way because of her son.
At night, Emma finally had a reunion dinner with her family after thirty long years.
Meanwhile, Edward and his men were still lingering somewhere in South Hampton.
They dared not go back without killing Levi and his mother.
Damien would probably end their lives if they headed back empty-handed and bearing no good news.
âWe canât find out why Xabian did such a thing even after knowing that itâs the Garrison clanâs affair.â
After hours of searching, Edward and his men had managed to find nothing, not even one clue.
âCould it be because of Levi? That man seems mysterious to me.â
Someone voiced out their suspicion.
âLevi? You think thatâs actually possible? I wonât need to kill him if he has the authority to command the top hundred prominent families in South Hampton. If thatâs truly the case, Master Tyrone will bring him home,â Edward refuted coldly.
âThatâs true. The bastard canât be that powerful.â
Everyone nodded.
Just then, a call from Damien came.
âEdward, howâs everything going? Is it settled? Three days should have been more than enough for you to carry out your task.â
The manâs rough voice sounded on the other side of the phone.
âMr. Damien, Iâ¦â
Edward was silent for fear of angering Tyroneâs son.
âYouâve got to be kidding me. Havenât you killed that bastard?â
Edward shuddered at his voice.
âMr. Damien, please allow me to explainâ¦â
âNo! I donât want any excuses from you! How is it that you havenât killed him? You worthless piece of shit!â
His reprimand sent shivers down Edwardâs spine.
The man knew Damienâs way of doing things better than anyone else. The latter was a vicious and ruthless psycho who could take someoneâs life without so much as batting an eye.
Imagining the consequences scared the daylights out of Edward.
âMr. Damien, thereâs been a change in the situation. Perhaps we should rethink the decision of killing Levi,â he suggested carefully.
âWhat? Why canât we kill that bastard? Are you out of your mind?â Damien roared.
âMr. Damien, something happened whenâ¦â
âDo you want me to kill that bastard myself?â
âNo, Mr. Damien. You shouldnât need to handle such a small matter yourself.â
âSmall matter? Itâs been three days, but that bastardâs still alive! And yet, here you are, telling me that itâs a small matter?â
Damien then paused briefly, curious. âIs that bastard really that strong and tenacious? Is it really so hard to kill him?â