
"Greencliff is a trap and you shouldn't underestimate it" Victor said
Torres. "Xavier May died at Greencliff, don't you all know about
that?"
"Of course," Gage replied calmly. "Mr Torres, do you know why
the Torres family remains a third-rate family and cannot progress?"
Victor Torres was surprised by this question.
It was not that he had never considered this matter before, but
it's true that even after his family owns Xavier and has
controlling Fairbanks for over twenty years, his family
ever advanced at all.
The Torres family was considered the most powerful of the third-rate families and was not
too far from second level families.
But he couldn't get to the second level.
"Mr Torres, that's your heart" Gage pointed to where Victor Torres' heart was
be in. "Your heart is not brave enough."
Victor Torres doesn't know how to respond.
He felt ashamed of himself when he heard the younger person
told him that, but he could not argue.
"I can promise you that once this matter is resolved, Fairbanks will
shared equally between you and the Prescott family. The Saxons and the Hale family
won't interfere because we just want Starling City!"
He reached out and patted Victor Torres on the shoulder and smiled, "Don't
worry, working with my family means you'll only profit, and you
won't lose."
Although the fight had yet to start, Gage felt that he could already
the smell of victory in the air. He just needs to sit here and
wait, then collect the fruits of victory later.
It's all gonna end tonight.
Victor Torres doesn't say it anymore because he knows whatever he's saying
now it's no use.
It is a game played by Saxons and families
Hales. The Torres family and the Prescott family are just tools the family uses
Saxon to attract Greencliff's attention.
He only hoped that Gage's plan would work. But there is a feeling that is not
it was delicious and unpleasant in his heart.
on that imposing-sounding forbidden territory. But no one knows
could they withstand the terrifying attacks that had befallen them
by tonight.
It was raining at Greencliff.
The sea breeze howled and the clear sky was filled with gray clouds in an instant during lightning
snatching and thunder snatching.
Tom Foster sat down with Butler Zed and looked at the weather.
Both of them did not seem panicked and both looked calm and steady.
"Ready?" ask Tom Foster.
"I've spread the net, so we're just waiting for all the fish and
the little shrimp got here," Butler Zed replied with a bright smile. "Of course we are
can't be constantly looked down upon, right?"
What makes the forbidden region of Greencliff scary is not Ethan
by oneself. There are ... many others as well.
"I wonder what the weather is like in Starling City," Tom Foster got up and walked over
to window. He looked out and calmly said, "It's raining so much
goodgood. Good for killing people."
…
Meanwhile.
Jalak City.
The night wind is blowing softly.
There was not a single soul around the small pavilion inside the Gelatic mansion.
Inside the pavilion, there was only Sabine and Ethan.
He gently pours a cup of tea for Ethan. Movement is clean
and the aroma of tea spread into the air, so that the entire pavilion was filled with
what a charming aroma.
Droplets of water would drip at a constant speed onto the roof of the pavilion, and that
it sounds like it's dripping into someone's heart.
"Mrs. Hunt, our tea is over. I'll take it again, just give me two minutes."
Sabine got up and the qipao split high showing off her perfect figure
completely, but Ethan doesn't even glance at it.
He turned to look at the four figures walking slowly and he knocked
fingers on the table.
"Good, I'll kill some people!"