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Chapter 889: Chapter 889: Visiting
After leaving Green Mount Street, Julius Reed arranged for Eli Yarrow to dispose of the body.
He himself returned to his bungalow and watched as several women chatted and laughed happily.
Indeed, the packet of pickled vegetables on the table was still there.
It hadn’t been touched at all.
Fortunately, Beckett Carmichael knocked on the door and came in, keeping him company.
"Mr. Reed, Darrell Huntington is not one to take a loss lying down, you must be very careful."
He had already heard about the banquet.
This kind of event can’t really be concealed even if one wanted to.
The commotion was too big!
Dozens of wealthy businessmen from the capital were poisoned at the Huntington family banquet.
Begging for mercy on their knees like dogs.
And the host, Darrell Huntington, even knelt down in public!
Without any dignity!
His pride was utterly broken.
This incident would surely follow the Huntington family for a lifetime.
Unshakeable!
In this circle, what matters most is face.
The pain Darrell Huntington suffered from being forced to kneel far outweighed that of having his bones broken.
If he were beaten, his revenge in the future could put this matter to rest.
But to kneel down...
Beckett Carmichael could already imagine Darrell Huntington never appearing in public again.
Even a single glance from someone else could be enough to make him lose all self-respect!
To kill a man is to aim for his heart!
This would be ten thousand times more painful than killing Darrell Huntington.
"Mr. Carmichael, the way you talk, it’s as if I’m the one who has taken the loss," Julius Reed said, lifting a cup of hot tea to his lips and drinking leisurely.
"Have you found anything about the matter I asked you to investigate?"
He crossed his legs, his mind constantly pondering the words Cristiano Grey had said before his death.
On his way back, Julius Reed had already contacted Cold Nelson, directly bestowing upon him the power of life and death, commanding him to conduct an internal investigation within the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.
The main targets were the four maidservants who had been close to him back in the day.
After all, the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance had clear rules.
The Saint’s personal maidservants were not allowed to leave Demarco Mount at all.
Otherwise, they would be directly thrown into the Alliance’s deep prison.
Never again to turn over a new leaf.
After all, the personal maidservants who accompanied the Saint over the years knew too many secrets.
Once these secrets were leaked, it could cause tremendous damage to the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.
"Mr. Reed, there’s no lead yet," Beckett Carmichael said, glancing at Itai Huntington and whispering closer, "After all, it’s been some years, and Darrell Huntington is always meticulous in his work. Finding faults in him is hard!"
Although both prominent figures in the capital, Beckett Carmichael always held a sense of awe for Darrell Huntington.
The old man was capable but always operated in silence.
Anyone who really didn’t take Darrell Huntington seriously was bound to pay a very heavy price!
Of course, if one could be as strong as Julius Reed.
Darrell Huntington would have to kneel obediently.
That was real skill!
Beckett Carmichael was impressed!
Thoroughly convinced!
"As soon as possible!" Julius Reed said as he put down his teacup and looked toward the door.
There was a knocking sound.
"Come in!"
"Mr. Reed, CEO Carmichael."
Eli Yarrow quickly walked in and said to the two, "At the door, Darrell Huntington personally requests to see you."
"What does he want?"
Beckett Carmichael frowned slightly, "A weasel paying a New Year’s visit to a chicken, without good intentions! Don’t see him!"
After saying that, he waved his hand: "Just say, Mr. Reed and I are not in, tell him to come another day."
Considering the recent conflict between the two sides, Darrell Huntington’s visit surely spelled trouble.
"See him! Why not?" Julius Reed said with a laugh, his legs still crossed, "Mr. Carmichael, we are the victors. If he’s not worried about losing face in front of you, what are you afraid of?"
"That’s true..."
Beckett Carmichael scratched his head and flashed a grin, "Since Mr. Reed wishes to meet, then let’s meet!"
He waved his hand, "Bring that old geezer, Darrell Huntington, in to see us!"
At this moment, Beckett Carmichael felt utterly exhilarated!
Awesome!
He chuckled and looked at Julius Reed, "Brother Davenport, would this be considered ’bullying by relying on powerful connections’?"
"Not at all!"
Julius Reed sipped his tea lightly and said indifferently, "You are a descendant of an old friend. I regard you as one of my own."
Three minutes later.
Eli Yarrow pushed open the door of the Western-style house.
The laughter and chatter inside came to an abrupt halt.
Quella Radcliffe, her eyes bloodshot and her body trembling, looked at the elder who walked in.
Seeing this, Radcliffe quickly squeezed her hand, wanting to comfort her.
"Darrell Huntington, here to pay a visit!"
At the doorway.
Darrell Huntington was dressed in white, wearing hemp and mourning attire.
Behind him followed the group of wealthy merchants from the day.
Each one of them was fierce like wolves, their eyes filled with murderous intent as they looked at Julius Reed!
It was as if they were ready to pounce and tear him to pieces at any moment.
"Mr. Huntington, you are wearing hemp and mourning clothes, what are you implying?"
In the end, Beckett Carmichael didn’t dare to underestimate Darrell Huntington.
Even though Julius Reed was sitting right beside him.
"My grandson, Zahir Huntington, died suddenly of a severe illness! He passed away just an hour ago."
Darrell Huntington sneered, "All thanks to Mr. Reed’s ’generosity’!"
"This..."
Beckett Carmichael stood there dumbstruck, at a loss for words.
He had only heard about Julius Reed causing a scene at the Huntington Mansion, forcing Darrell Huntington to kneel in public.
But he had never heard about Julius Reed killing Zahir Huntington with a single action!
"Darrell Huntington, could there be some misunderstanding here?"
Beckett Carmichael could hardly believe it, "You must be careful with your words."
If Julius Reed had indeed killed Zahir Huntington, the capital would be in an uproar!
"Misunderstanding?"
Darrell Huntington shook his head, "I have always been upright and open in my dealings! Would you like me to bring Zahir’s corpse here for you to see?"
As he spoke, his face was as cold as ice.
Radiating a murderous aura!
"Initially, I did not intend to take his life."
From the beginning to the end, Julius Reed didn’t even glance at Darrell Huntington.
He pointed towards Quella Radcliffe, whose eyes were blood-red, "But you, do you still remember her?"
Following the direction of his pointing, Darrell Huntington saw his granddaughter at once!
The granddaughter he had cast out of the family.
His eyebrows furrowed tightly, "Quella Radcliffe..."
"Exactly!"
Julius Reed picked up the teapot and leisurely poured the tea into the cup, "Back then, you drove her mother to suicide."
"That wretched woman stole the precious treasure of my Huntington family; she deserved her death!"
Darrell Huntington said coldly.
"You’re lying!"
Quella Radcliffe got up to rush at him, but was tightly held back by Nelson.
Darrell Huntington! Has your conscience been eaten by dogs? My mother was driven to death by you, and even in death, you slander her purity!"
She struggled desperately, her eyes filled with towering hatred! 𝓷ℴ𝓿𝓹𝓾𝒷.𝓬𝓸𝓂
Even though he was her own grandfather!
"Purity?"
Darrell Huntington sneered, "Leaving you alive back then was truly a mistake! What now, playing the other woman for someone? A mistress? That is indeed a great shame to my Huntington family!"
He pointed at Quella Radcliffe, speaking with utter indifference, "Just like your base mother, one of a kind! A disgrace to the bloodline of my Huntington family!"
Dead silence!
In the house, no one spoke.
Finally, it was Julius Reed who broke the silence.
"I had intended to send you the antidote this afternoon, but after hearing what Quella Radcliffe said, I decided it was time for Zahir Huntington to depart."
Julius Reed turned around, facing Darrell Huntington, "Yes, she is my mistress, so what? And I can tell you now, Zahir Huntington isn’t even worth considering with interest!"
"Back then, you managed to drive her mother to suicide."
As he spoke, Julius Reed stood up and said with a smile to Darrell Huntington, "Within half a month, I aim to drive your Huntington family to death, so you can personally taste this flavor."
