I’m Someone Else

Chapter 229

If this were to get out, they, the three families, would lose all respect from others.

“By the way, Quentin, I almost forgot to tell you. Gavin is dead.” Blake spoke up.

“What?” Quentin could hardly believe it. Wasn’t Gavin about to become the head of the Pearson Family? They were just one step away from the ceremony. How could he die at this critical moment?

Every time a new head of the Six Greatest Families of Irieson took on the role, they had to inform the other families. Quentin had already received the news that Gavin was to become the head of the Pearson Family.

His brows furrowed tightly, and he had a bad feeling as if an invisible mastermind in the shadows was causing trouble for the Six Greatest Families of Irieson.

“When did it happen?”

“Just last night. The cause of death is unknown.”

Quentin shook his head. “Let’s set aside the matter of the Pearson Family for now. Since Terrence and Duban are already dead, they can’t help us anymore. Our immediate concern is to think about what to do next.”

“Yeah, you make a valid point. In my opinion, we should send someone to assassinate Chloe again. Thomas must die, and before he dies, we must make his loved ones die first! Otherwise, I won’t find peace!”

“All right! The Yam Family won’t rest until he’s dead too!”

The two men agreed instantly on the matter, and they knew the Xalmar Family would surely agree as well. After all, all three families had deep-seated grudges against Thomas.

Chloe was just a defenseless weak woman. How could they not be able to kill her? If they couldn’t kill her in one attempt, they could try again. If they failed the second time, they would try a third time. They truly didn’t believe in such a curse. With the three major families working together, how could they not manage to kill one weak woman?

Just as Quentin hung up the phone, Leslie’s screams of pain echoed once again, and he hurriedly rushed over.

Leslie’s symptoms were exactly the same as before, with his body convulsing uncontrollably. He was also foaming at the corners of his mouth.

“Grandpa, save me! Please, Grandpa!”

“I…” Quentin felt a pang of helplessness upon hearing his grandson’s plea. If he had a way to save his grandson, he would’ve done it at once. “Leslie, listen to me. It’s not that I don’t want to save you, but I have no idea what’s happening to you.”

“Ah! Grandpa, then just kill me. I can’t take it anymore, please. I beg you, kill me!”

Bang!

Quentin couldn’t bear to see his grandson suffer any longer, so he knocked him unconscious with a single punch. What to do now? We can’t just keep waiting, right? My grandson already has the will to die, so who knows if he can survive another bout of suffering? It seems there’s no other choice!

Quentin carried his unconscious grandson and got into the car, instructing the driver to head toward a villa in the suburbs.

He couldn’t do anything, but the elder of the Yam Family surely would have a solution, right?

Similar to Duban’s position in the Pearson Family, the Yam Family also had their own elder whom they idolized.

Quentin looked at his unconscious grandson, feeling a pang of pain in his heart. Despite Leslie’s somewhat frivolous behavior, he was a good boy. Quentin often disapproved of Leslie’s actions, but it was just out of frustration. Deep down, he truly loved Leslie.

Moreover, Leslie was the future successor of the Yam Family. Now that Quentin’s son had become crippled, nothing bad must happen to Leslie.

Half an hour later, Quentin arrived at a villa on the outskirts. He surveyed the surroundings but couldn’t spot the presence of the one he was looking for.

“Where is your elder?”

“He won’t be back until noon. He has just gone out for a stroll,” a young man responded.

“Well then!” Quentin sighed in frustration. The elder didn’t use a mobile phone, so there was no way to contact him now. They could only wait.

The young man glanced at Leslie. “Is he injured?”

“No, it seems he suddenly developed some strange illness. He keeps screaming in agony and says he’s hurting all over.” The young man before Quentin was extraordinary; he was the direct disciple of the elder.

The young man nodded silently, refraining from further conversation. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

At noon, the elder still hadn’t returned. The young man suggested, “Why don’t you go back and attend to your own affairs first? Leave the boy here, and when my master returns, he will heal him. I will give you a call then.”

“Okay!” Quentin agreed and left.

He couldn’t wait any longer as he needed to go home and arrange for someone to assassinate Chloe.

The young man cast a disdainful glance at Leslie. He had heard about the notorious reputation of this guy who was known for playing with women. Rumor had it that he changed partners more frequently than his underwear. Perhaps his current symptoms were the result of some filthy sexual disease.

With that thought, the young man took a few steps back, his face filled with disgust. It seemed as if he were afraid of catching some disease from Leslie.

Quentin returned home and spoke to a man standing before him. “Remember, this time you must not fail. Either bring back Chloe’s head, or you’ll bring back your own head! There’s only room for one of you to live!”

“Yes! You can count on me!” The man’s face grew cold and stern. If one looked closely, one could see a glimmer of determination in his eyes. He wasn’t just one of the run-of-the-mill assassins sent out by the Yam Family, but rather a leader of the Yam Family’s hidden forces. In Irieson, he could be considered a formidable expert.

It wasn’t just the Yam Family; the Hind Family and the Xalmar Family had also mobilized their hidden forces, all vowing to bring Chloe to her demise.

There was no other choice. Thomas was not someone to be messed with lightly. To kill him required careful planning. They didn’t dare provoke him directly or target his family. Killing Chloe first would help relieve their pent-up resentment!

This was the despicable and vile nature of the Six Greatest Families of Irieson.

Meanwhile, inside the presidential suite, Leah looked at the documents in her hands, her face dark and troubled.

She had just paved the way for her grandson, supporting him to ascend to the position of the family head, and now he suddenly died? The cause of death was unclear too.

Could it have been a sudden illness? But that doesn’t make sense. How could all of Gavin’s friends who were with him in the villa also die? They couldn’t have all spontaneously died, could they? It was evident that my grandson had been murdered!

With Gavin’s death, all of her previous efforts had been in vain.

“Ugh!” Leah let out a sigh, feeling as if she had aged ten years in an instant. “Declan, oh, Declan, I really misjudged you. I never expected you to be so ruthless and heartless!”

The only person she could think of who had the motive to harm Gavin was Declan. After all, in terms of ability and experience, Declan far surpassed Gavin. If she hadn’t intervened forcefully, Declan would have been the family head by now. Thus, it was normal that Declan harbored deep resentment about this.

She was also aware that Declan was the most suitable candidate to become the family head, but she couldn’t let Declan get what he wanted either.