Chapter 329
The Legendary Man
The Legendary Man Chapter 329 What Is The Matter The diary ended abruptly at this point.
When he was about to turn to the next pages, he noticed that the remaining pages were all blank.
There were even hints of some pages being ripped off.
Therefore, it was obvious that the diary did not come to an abrupt end, but someone had intentionally torn it off.
Who did that? Was it Dad or Hunters Guild? Or could it be Mom? Maybe even someone from the Goldstein family?
Jonathanâs gaze turned cold at that moment.
Throughout these years, he had always thought that Daniel and Elizabeth had died in a road mishap.
However, it now seemed to be an accident deliberately planned by someone to get rid of Daniel.
âInteresting, Hunters Guild!â With his face darkened, Jonathan closed the diary. He then took out his phone and dialed a number.
After a moment, a hoarse voice sounded through the phone. âHello?â
âItâs me, Jonathan.â
âMr. Goldstein? Why are you calling me?â When the person over the phone heard the name, his tone instantly changed.
âI need you to do something,â Jonathan cut to the chase. âHelp me find out if thereâs an organization called Hunters Guild in Gronga.â
âHunters Guild?â Hearing Jonathanâs words, the person with a hoarse voice replied over the phone, âMr. Goldstein, whatâre you investigating Hunters Guild for? Iâve heard about this organization, and itâs said to be a cult in Gronga. Thereâre plenty of terrorists in it, and itâs said that theyâve been involved in some sort of terrorist attack!â
âYou heard about it before?â Jonathanâs expression instantly changed. âWhere did you hear that from?â
âIt was many years ago when I was still studying overseas.â The person paused for a moment before continuing, âItâs not like you donât know anything about Gronga, Mr. Goldstein. That place is a complete mess with all sorts of gangs, cults, and conglomerates mixed with other foreign authorities. With everything jumbled together, itâs no surprise to have a few cults there!â
âI donât care about Gronga or any conglomerates! Iâm merely interested in Hunters Guild! You have three days. I want all the information about this Hunters Guild. Do you hear me?â Jonathan ordered coldly.
âYes, Mr. Goldstein!â The person over the phone did not dare to defy Jonathanâs order at all.
With that, Jonathan hung up the phone.
He then casually lit a cigarette and put the diary in his pocket.
When he was about to walk out of the secret chamber, Sophiaâs urge traveled from the door again.
âJonathan, where are you? The foodâs turning cold!â
âIâm coming!â Jonathan casually replied. Shutting the secret chamber closed, he walked out of the room as if nothing had happened.
In the courtyard, Sophia had an apron on, and the table was full of hot dishes.
Upon spotting Jonathan, Sophia could not help but roll her eyes. âWhatâve you been doing in the room?
You took so long to come out!â
âI was tidying the things left behind by my parents.â Jonathan randomly made up an excuse and sat opposite Sophia. âBy the way, Aunt Sophia, have the assets of the four prominent families been handed over to you?â
âItâs in progress.â Sophia nodded and added, âBut itâs taking some time. I was thinking of telling you about this. Iâm probably getting busier these days and have no time to cook for you. Go out and get yourself something to eat if youâre hungry.â
âAll right. I will.â
Jonathan picked up a fork and grabbed a piece of the chicken wings.
âHowâs it?â Sophia looked at Jonathan anxiously.â Itâs the first time I made these chicken wings. I learned this from the internet, but Iâm not sure if theyâre delicious.â
âThey taste great!â Jonathan took a bite and smiled. âEverything you make is delicious.â
âNonsense!â Sophia rolled her eyes, also picking up a piece of the chicken wings.
However, it was not long before a man, who was wearing an army green camouflage uniform, suddenly barged through the door. The dainty and delicate Lydia was behind him.
A flash of surprise swept across Jonathanâs eyes when he saw them walking in one after another.
âWhyâre two of you together?â
âWe bumped into each other outside the door.â Andy walked toward Jonathan offhandedly and slumped into the seat. âMr. Goldstein, why didnât you call me out to eat something good? I havenât had my lunch yet!â
âWho says youâd have a portion!â Noticing Andyâs brusque manners, Jonathan glared at him. âShoo!â
âMr. Goldsteinâ¦â Andy looked at the dishes on the table with eager eyes, reluctant to stand up.
âGet lost!â
Andy only got up from the table when Jonathan shot him another glare.
âLydia, I assume you havenât had your meal as well. Would you like to join us?â Compared to Jonathanâs cold-heartedness, Sophia was obviously more welcoming.
âItâs fine. Iâve already eaten,â Lydia swiftly declined the offer with a wave of her hand.
She would not dare to sit down with Jonathan around.
Compared to Andyâs casualness, Lydia appeared more cautious.
âNo need to stand on ceremony with me.â Sophia seemed to notice that Lydia was on alert. Casually putting out some cutlery, she turned to Andy. âCommander Morsley, please take a seat.â
âMs. Sophia, please donât call me commander! I donât deserve this!â Andy immediately shook his hand in surprise upon hearing how Sophia addressed him.
Are you kidding me? How dare I let her call me commander? Jonathan would skin me alive!
âDonât be silly. Hurry up and take a seat!â Sophia took the initiative to make space for them.
Nevertheless, Andy and Lydia did not dare to sit down without Jonathanâs permission.
In an instant, everyone fixed their gazes on Jonathan.
âTake a seat.â With a wave from Jonathan, Andy sat down beside him and picked up the fork, chowing down the food without any delay. While eating, he complimented, âItâs delicious! This is much better than what the cooks in the army make!â
âDonât talk when youâre eating!â Jonathan glared at Andy, which instantly terrified the latter from uttering another word.
Looking at Andy getting lectured by Jonathan and behaving like a kid who made mistakes, Sophia immediately burst out laughing, considering Andy was one of Asuraâs Officeâs imposing Four Kings of War.
âJonathan, donât always lecture him! If you keep doing so, he wouldnât dare to talk to you anymore!â
Sophia could not help but defend Andy.
âItâs fine, Ms. Sophia. I enjoy Mr. Goldsteinâs lectures!â Andy grinned but did not stop moving his hands.
In just a few minutes, he almost finished all dishes on the table.
âStop talking nonsense!â Jonathan casually put the fork down and turned to Andy. âSpeak. Whatâs the matter?â