Chapter 205 - Mars

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“Chase us away? What do you mean?” Who knew what went through Weston Shaw’s mind. Of all times he could’ve erupted, he had to choose this moment.

Weston Shaw viciously kicked his leg toward Chloe Yeats. Thankfully, Finn Taylor stepped in and kicked his wife’s cousin, sending him flying dozens of meters back.

Weston Shaw only stopped when he hit the flowerbed. He clutched his stomach and groaned in pain. “150,000 dollars. Anything less, and I’m not getting up!”

Everyone thought that Weston Shaw had finally paid for his words, but their faces soured the moment they heard him. ‘This is clearly extortion!’

Karen James was another strange character. She hugged Finn Taylor’s leg. “You can’t leave.. You have to pay for his medical bills. 150,000 dollars—nothing less!”

Finn Taylor tried to shake her off, but she refused to let go.

“Scram!” Finn Taylor tried scaring her away, but that didn’t work either.

It was really tough dealing with a leech like this.

“Ms. Yeats, can I borrow a few people from you?”

“Go ahead.”

“Beat him up and break all his bones. I don’t even want to see him in a wheelchair. I want him to be in the ICU for the rest of his life.”

Upon receiving Finn Taylor’s command, the manager rushed forward with several security officers. They raised their batons and were about to hit the other.

“Hold on; I’ll leave. Will that do?” Karen James finally gave in. She was sure that these people were capable of sending her son into the ICU. It was possible that they would compensate her monetarily for it, but what was the use of money if her son ended up in that state?

Karen James looked at her son, and her heart ached. ‘My son was beaten up for nothing this time.’

“Thanks, Mr. Hadley,” Finn Taylor said politely. Although the other hadn’t done anything, Finn Taylor had asked for his help after all.

“That’s alright. It’s our job.”

“Mr. Hadley, that family still owes me 30,000 dollars. If you have spare time, please help me collect that money from them. If you manage to retrieve that money, you guys can split it amongst yourselves.”

Although the manager had no need for any money, his security officers only earned around 700 dollars a month. Hearing the good news, they immediately lit up.

They surrounded Weston Shaw, having no intention of letting him leave.

Fearing that they would be implicated and would need to pay for Weston Shaw, the rest of the James family quickly left.

As for Finn Taylor and his family, they had already entered the hotel and headed to the top floor.

The hotel was decorated in an extravagant and luxurious style.

Linda James probably would’ve felt out of place in the past. But now that she lived in a multi-million-dollar mansion, such decor didn’t seem unfamiliar to her anymore.

Once they reached the top floor, Chloe Yeats and Finn Taylor stood in front of the full-height windows.

Chloe Yeats pointed each area out and introduced them to Finn Taylor, telling the latter about how she was related to them.

Finn Taylor nodded in satisfaction. “Not bad. It hasn’t been easy for you to get to where you are today.”

“Yes, but it’s all thanks to your kindness toward me, Mr. Taylor.”

Finn Taylor waved her off, not wanting to talk about it.

It had meant nothing to him at that time. In fact, he had never expected Chloe Yeats to come so far. Perhaps he was unknowingly benefitting from an unexpected course of events.

“Mr. Taylor, I’ve made some progress in what you asked me to investigate. Do you want to have a look at it?”

Finn Taylor nodded.

Chloe Yeats then took out a stack of papers.

Finn Taylor took the stack and started flipping through the papers. “Mars?”

“It’s not the planet we’re talking about but a location where people are locked up abroad. Anyone who goes in has never been seen outside again. That’s why people call it ‘Mars.'”

Finn Taylor was contemplating if his grandpa was indeed locked up in Mars. ‘According to my mother, my grandpa is still alive. At the very least, we can’t be sure that he’s dead before seeing his corpse. Mars is the only possibility.’ 

Finn Taylor investigated this secretly without even telling the four guardians of Peregrine Hall. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust them. It was simply because his grandpa was connected to too many different things—such as the birth of a saint and the birth of a jinx.

Who knew how many people within Peregrine Hall wanted his grandpa dead for the sake of their own self-interests?

“Remember not to tell anyone about this. I mean anyone—including your family. If I find out that you’ve leaked this, I’ll kill you and everyone who knows about it.” Finn Taylor exuded a murderous aura that scared even Chloe Yeats.

She had always thought that the former was a gentle and elegant man, so she had never thought that he would have such a side to him too. “I swear that I’ll never say a word about this.”

“Alright.” Finn Taylor nodded.

The pair then headed to the private room.

While eating, Yvette Larson stole glances at Chloe Yeats. Although she trusted her husband and believed that there was nothing going on between him and Chloe Yeats, the other woman was really stunning.

Chloe Yeats even exuded a unique aura that even she didn’t have. It was only natural to feel jealous.

“Ms. Yeats, how did you get to know Finn?” Finally, Yvette Larson could no longer hold her curiosity in.

“It was a long time ago. My father passed away, and I was busking to earn some money for my father’s funeral. It was Mr. Taylor who gave me some money to send my father off.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to touch on that.” Yvette Larson was only jealous and wanted to know more. She had never expected to touch such a sore point, so she immediately apologized.

“That’s alright. It’s been a long time. Ms. Larson, do you need my help with the James family?”

Yvette Larson glanced at her mother. “No, no. Although that family is a little too much, they’re still my mother’s family. We can just co-exist.”

Chloe Yeats nodded, understanding where the other was coming from. “Ms. Larson, how’s the villa? Do you need anything else?”

Yvette Larson shook her head. She couldn’t help but feel slightly self-conscious.

She had never felt this way in front of any other woman, apart from Chloe Yeats. Her usual confidence was gone.

Chloe Yeats had whatever she had and even what she didn’t have. Whatever Finn Taylor wanted, the former had been able to get it done right away.

On the other hand, she only brought him trouble—whether it was the Larson family or the James family. She had never given Finn Taylor the warmth of a family but only mockery and hostility that existed between relatives.

At that moment, Yvette Larson couldn’t help but feel sorry for her husband.