Chapter 120 - Feast of Vengeance

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Social butterfly!

Promiscuous woman!

Capable people!

Michael Sinclair caught the most important keywords, and in an instant, he realized that it was true that Heather Larson was Yvette Larson’s elder sister. However, they were probably on bad terms.

What Finn Taylor had meant by ‘taking care of her’ really meant to drive her to death. Of course, Finn Taylor couldn’t explicitly say that he was trying to destroy a relative, much less do it himself.

That was why he could only say it in such vague terms.

Michael Sinclair knew that this was his only chance of surviving.

Finn Taylor turned to Michael Sinclair. He believed that the latter was intelligent.

Although the latter had offended him, he wasn’t deserving of death yet.

Of course, Heather Larson would have to die if she tried to harm his wife again. If Michael Sinclair didn’t kill Heather Larson, he could wait to die as well.

Finn Taylor got up and bade Connor Miller goodbye before leaving with his spouse and Clarine Landon.

As for the others, they wanted to leave but were stopped by Michael Sinclair. “Hand your phones over.”

Just one sentence from Michael Sinclair terrified them.

Without any complaints, they took out their phones one after another.

Then, Michael Sinclair smashed all their phones to pieces in front of them. “I don’t know if any of you recorded this, so this is probably safer. Let me tell you something. If you dare to say a peep about what happened today, you’ll face an ending even worse than your phones.”

They shook their heads fervently, swearing never to say a thing.

Michael Sinclair believed that they wouldn’t either. After all, these powerless people would never fight against those in power.

Peace was their greatest blessing. If they were to go against him and fail, there would definitely be unthinkable consequences.

After they left the restaurant, Clarine Landon looked at Finn Taylor curiously, “What’s your identity? Why was Michael Sinclair so respectful toward you?”

Yvette Larson looked over too. To tell the truth, even she was curious.

She had always thought that her husband was very mysterious.

“What identity could I possibly have? I was just putting on a bluff. I’ve known Chef Miller for years, but who would’ve known that he’d have such an impressive background? I guess Michael Sinclair was probably just afraid of Chef Miller.”

Although Finn Taylor’s explanation wasn’t what they wanted to hear, it was the most plausible. ‘If Finn Taylor had such an extraordinary background, there’s no way he would’ve been bullied for three whole years by the Larson family.’

“Oh right. Was it Chef Miller who gave you the money to buy the house and the car?”

“Yes, but not really. A few years ago, Chef Miller told me about some stocks. I bought some and earned some money from it. However, I didn’t make any more money after I lost touch with him.”

Since his wife thought that his money had something to do with Connor Miller, he would simply go with it.

Yvette Larson thought that she was acute and had found out about the truth of the matter, and she nodded in satisfaction. “Oh right. What shall we do about Jimmy Landon and Annie Fraser?”

At the mention of that, even the usually brash Clarine Landon started to worry.

Two people had died at that gathering. While they deserved to die because they had called Yvette a prostitute and a b*tch, Finn Taylor would probably be implicated if investigations were to be conducted.

However, Finn Taylor remained indifferent. “Did that have anything to do with us? Michael Sinclair was the one who killed them, so he’ll resolve the matter.”

Finn Taylor smiled. ‘I never did anything. What do their deaths have to do with me?’

“Oh right. Why did you suddenly talk about Heather Larson?” Yvette Larson was full of curiosity today. She couldn’t help but feel that something was different about her husband today.

However, her significant other simply took her hand. It seemed like he didn’t want to answer that question.

Although this had happened within closed doors, it hadn’t remained under wraps. After all, there had been witnesses who had seen Jimmy Landon falling out of the window.

The Terre family of New York.

Pierre Terre was in the middle of a tea ceremony.

Just then, someone ran in frantically.

He looked up to see Levi Terre running in.

Levi Terre was a servant who had grown up with Pierre Terre. They shared an extremely close relationship, and there were no secrets between them.

The fear on Levi Terre’s face was evident.

“What’s wrong? Why are you in such a frenzy?” Pierre Terre poured a cup of tea. “Take a sip of tea and tell me what happened.”

But Levi Terre had no intention of drinking any tea. “H-he’s back.”

Thud!

It was a simple sentence. In fact, Levi Terre hadn’t even mentioned any names, yet the teacup in Pierre Terre’s hands fell to the ground, smashing into pieces.

The latter’s face was filled with terror and fear. “H-he’s back?”

“Yes, he even went to meet Connor Miller.”

Pierre Terre couldn’t help but panic. “Is he here to bring the Terre family down? No, I can’t sit around waiting for that to happen.”

Pierre Terre’s gaze turned ice-cold. “Finn Taylor, do you think so highly of yourself? Do you really think you have everything under your control? Don’t you know how much everything has changed since you left New York? Today, the four families are allies. Although you were the one who raised the four families and wanted us to keep each other in check, we’ve made the business circle here our playing grounds. You’ve been away for too long. It’s time for your four pawns to take control of the game now.”

Finn Taylor was the one who had raised all four families.

Through the fight between the four families, Finn Taylor was trying to play out the fight between him and Peregrine Hall.

But things had gradually changed after Finn Taylor left New York. While they had all hated each other in the beginning, they eventually formed an alliance.

If one prospered, they would all prosper. If one fell, they would all fall.

Pierre Terre was sure that Finn Taylor was back to deal with the Terre family this time. ‘If you want to destroy the Terre family, you’ll have to destroy all four families. I’m not afraid of you, Finn Taylor.’

…

At that moment, Finn Taylor had an invitation in his hands.

It was an invitation from the Sinclair family for Old Master Sinclair’s 80th birthday.

Finn Taylor had nothing to do with the Sinclair family; they were simply trying to get in his good books. ‘This is interesting.’

“Are you going?” Yvette Larson’s gaze was filled with worry as she looked at that invitation.

“Do you not want me to go?”

“I know Annie Fraser’s personality, and the Sinclair family is terribly vengeful. I’m afraid that this is an ambush and that it’s a feast of vengeance!”

‘A feast of vengeance!’ Finn Taylor gazed into the distance and into the sky. Suddenly, a word popped up in his mind—Terre!