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Chapter 1027: Chapter 1027: Twins
Afternoon.
An explosive piece of news swept through the entire city!
Third Brother of Leopold Family wasn’t dead.
And Quella Radcliffe, even more so, had not committed murder!
The so-called murder was merely a plot from a movie being filmed by Willson Group’s film company.
Yet this scenario had been exploited by Quella Radcliffe’s brother, Otis Radcliffe, who bribed multiple wealthy businessmen to fabricate the fact of a murder.
And Third Brother of Leopold Family himself attended a press conference that afternoon in person.
He stood alive and well in front of the public, alongside the senior management of Willson Group’s film division, vehemently denouncing Otis Radcliffe’s despicable business tactics.
Many who had been bribed by Otis Radcliffe, under the call of justice, voluntarily confessed.
And then, overwhelmed by shame, they took their own lives!
The event that had disturbed Gonzalez City all morning turned out to be a farce!
And the mastermind behind it all didn’t even dare to show their face.
Passersby and the uninformed public vehemently criticized Otis Radcliffe, endlessly cursing him online.
Leopold Fairchild, one of the masterminds, overwhelmed by guilt, jumped from the roof of Titan Group’s building.
He was shattered to pieces.
At the entrance of Gonzalez City’s jail.
Hundreds of entrepreneurs stood in the rain.
They were dressed neatly, each with a respectful demeanor.
Julius Reed stood at the very front, with someone holding an umbrella behind him.
Before long, Quella Radcliffe slowly walked out from inside.
In her eyes, there was surprise, astonishment, and grievance.
She ran over, and Julius Reed stepped forward to meet her.
The two.
Hugged each other tightly.
"You’ve suffered."
Julius Reed whispered into her ear.
"I want to have a baby with you!"
Quella Radcliffe clung to Julius Reed, as if she feared losing him.
"This morning, I was so scared! I was really worried that, if one day... we still don’t have a child, not even a child."
She cried with tears streaming down, her entire persona somewhat crumbling.
Quella Radcliffe was fearful she might never get out, never to see Julius Reed again.
"Someone’s listening."
Julius Reed whispered by her ear, "Tonight then."
"Mm."
Quella Radcliffe gently kissed his face and buried her head in his chest.
Terry Moore discreetly turned away to avoid looking at a scene not suitable for children.
In the middle of the day, they had their fill of dog food.
"Why such a grand gesture?"
Quella Radcliffe secretly glanced at the hundreds of neatly standing entrepreneurs behind her and muttered softly.
"They came voluntarily, couldn’t stop them even if I wanted to."
Julius Reed took off his jacket and gently draped it over Quella Radcliffe, "Let’s go, get in the car."
The crowd consciously cleared a path, watching the two of them get into a white sedan.
After returning to the mansion, due to the excessive shock, Quella Radcliffe lay on the bed and immediately fell asleep.
Leaving Cosmo and Lillian Tompson in the mansion, Julius Reed rushed to Radcliffe Family’s mansion with Night Fairy.
As expected, Otis Radcliffe was hiding there.
Waiting for help from The North Sea.
Just in time, Julius Reed planned to kill Young Master, then let Night Fairy disguise as him to see if they could follow the plan and extract the whereabouts of Elders Victor.
At that moment at Radcliffe’s house.
Otis Radcliffe paced continuously in the room, his expression panicked.
Everyone had already betrayed him.
Including the reporters led by Leopold, and the businessmen he had bribed.
At that moment, he had to face the scorn of Gonzalez City’s people as well as Julius Reed’s revenge!
Even with his extensive experience, Otis Radcliffe felt fearful!
A fear from deep within.
Ding!
The phone rang.
Otis Radcliffe’s body shuddered, and after calming his emotions, he answered the phone.
"Otis, I’ll come to find you in thirty minutes."
The voice of Julius Reed slowly transmitted from the phone.
"You..."
Otis Radcliffe felt a tightness in his chest and his breathing became hurried, "Julius Reed, I warn you, Gonzalez City isn’t a place where you can do whatever you want!"
"Is that so? Then let’s see if you can escape my Five-Finger Mountain."
With that, Julius Reed hung up the phone.
"Whew!"
Otis Radcliffe leaned against the wall, gasping heavily.
Pain!
He unbuttoned his shirt, but still felt like he couldn’t breathe.
His chest felt as if it were pressed by a stone.
Julius Reed’s call was like a death notice, causing him to stare at the wall clock, filled with trepidation!
Thirty minutes!
Only half an hour left!
Otis Radcliffe grabbed a teacup and violently smashed it against the wall!
Crack!
The clock shattered and fell to the floor.
Unable to see the time, Otis seemed to feel a bit more at ease.
He frantically took out his cell phone and dialed the Young master’s number.
"In half an hour, Julius Reed will come to kill me! Young master, please hurry up!"
Otis urgently said, "You can’t abandon me! Is Mr. Azure Wind there, can’t you ask Mr. Azure Wind to come save me?"
Windy Johnson was the strongest expert Otis knew of!
As long as Mr. Azure Wind made a move, he could save his own life.
"Mr. Azure Wind is seriously injured and can’t move at all. You wait at home, I’ll come over and take you away."
The Young master said with some irritation.
The trip to Gonzalez City, a total fiasco!
The original plan to control the economy of Gonzalez City and then search for the treasure had to be temporarily shelved.
"What about Harrison Sterling?"
Otis asked aloud.
Harrison Sterling was also a Grandmaster, even a Young Master!
"The Kensington Family is hosting a martial arts tournament, and Harrison Sterling needs to stay home and await arrangements; he can’t get away right now."
The Young master’s voice became even colder: "Just wait for me."
"Okay!"
Otis kicked the coffee table over, somewhat crazed.
Why!
Why did everyone disappear without a trace as soon as he was in trouble?
"Grandson, feeling upset?"
Just then, Zade Radcliffe walked out from inside the house, looking somewhat frail.
"Grandfather."
Otis said with a gloomy face, "You’ve been home all this time?"
This was the first time he had seen his grandfather since he returned.
Originally, Otis had forced Zade Radcliffe to inject a drug that caused severe conditions to lure Quella Radcliffe.
After the incident, he had been taken away by the princess of The North Sea for hell-like training.
Seeing Zade Radcliffe now, Otis felt somewhat guilty.
But, today was unlike any other day!
With his current identity and status, he didn’t need to act according to Zade Radcliffe’s moods anymore.
He was just an old man after all.
"I’ve been home, heard you were back but never saw you,"
Zade Radcliffe sat on the couch and patted a spot beside him: "Come, sit with your grandfather."
In his hand, he held a photo frame.
His hand kept touching it over and over.
"I have matters to attend to, no time for reminiscing,"
Otis said coldly.
His life was under threat; he really wasn’t in the mood to indulge an old fool’s ramblings.
"Sit down, don’t you want to know who your grandmother is?"
Zade Radcliffe looked at Otis with a grin.
"My grandmother!"
Otis hesitated, then walked over and sat on the couch.
"Look, this is your grandmother."
Zade Radcliffe pointed at the photo of a plump woman, smiling broadly: "This is the true face of your grandmother. Or rather, you should call her mom."
"What!"
Otis’s eyes widened as he looked at the plump woman in the photo frame.
The photo must have been old.
His eyes lingered on the date at the bottom, Republic of China Year Seven!
He felt as if struck by lightning!
The next moment.
Zade Radcliffe’s hand firmly gripped his throat.
"Forgive me."
"Uh..."
Otis struggled desperately, but the seemingly exhausted Zade Radcliffe had surprisingly great strength!
Finally.
He kicked his legs out and his eyes bulged.
He was dead.
"Brother, did you really have to do this?"
At the bedroom door, another Zade Radcliffe leaned against the doorframe, unable to stop crying.
The two men, they looked exactly alike!
"If he fell into someone else’s hands, it would only be worse."
Zade Radcliffe on the couch stood up, stuffed the photo frame into his chest, pushed open the door, and walked away with large strides.
"Brother, why do you have to do this... always arranging everything for us, even death is at your discretion..."
Looking at the couch, Otis’s body was completely dead.
Zade Radcliffe rushed over, trembling as he embraced it.
"Can’t our Radcliffe family ever live in peace..."
