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Chapter 944: Chapter 944 Stewing in One’s Own Juices
"Violet Leocadia?"
Julius Reed thought Beckett Carmichael was just trying to send a message, merely a feint.
He hadn’t expected that someone would actually come to visit.
"Delilah Leocadia’s eldest son, Jasmine Leocadia’s father."
Beckett Carmichael introduced aloud, "This morning, Jasmine Leocadia and Delilah Leocadia passed away one after another, plunging the Leocadia Family into an unprecedented crisis."
As a big shot in the capital, naturally, there were spies within the Leocadia Family.
Moreover, with the situation being this serious, even if the Leocadia Family wanted to hide it, it would be impossible to conceal.
"Here for vengeance?"
Julius Reed asked with raised eyebrows.
"Doesn’t look like it!"
Beckett Carmichael shook his head, pondered for a moment, and said, "Violet Leocadia is in mourning attire, and although he shows sorrow, he leads the Leocadia family members to kneel neatly at the doorstep. If it were for vengeance, wouldn’t they come menacingly rather than meekly like this?"
He too had doubted the purpose of Violet Leocadia’s visit.
After all, Jasmine Leocadia’s death was undoubtedly related to Julius Reed.
Anyone would find it intolerable to have their close relatives killed one after another.
But seeing the expressions of the Leocadia family members, Beckett Carmichael was puzzled.
It didn’t look like anger, but rather more sorrow.
And vengeance required a certain presence; who has ever heard of taking revenge by kneeling at the front gate?
With people coming and going in the capital, and the Carmichael family being the focus of everyone’s attention.
If word got out, the Leocadia Family would be unable to hold their heads high for quite some time. 𝘯𝑜𝑣𝑝𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
It could even become a stain in Violet Leocadia’s life.
The esteemed Family Head of the Leocadia Family, actually kneeling before their enemy.
Their backbone might as well be snapped by others.
"Let him in."
Julius Reed gestured to the courtyard below his feet, "Set up a chair for me right here in the courtyard, put up an umbrella, and while you’re at it, call Bamboo Whitaker out to give me a back massage."
"Yes!"
With a wave of his hand from Beckett Carmichael, Eli Yarrow immediately set to work.
The Carmichael family courtyard was very spacious.
Aside from the Huntington family, only the Carmichael family had the largest courtyard in the vast capital.
The ancestors of the Carmichael family had been martial champions, a heritage remembered and cherished by their descendants.
Generation after generation had passed down the importance of staying physically strong!
This courtyard was originally a martial training ground, with war drums and weapons on both sides.
Every morning upon rising, Beckett Carmichael would beat the drums and brandish the swords!
Ever since Julius Reed moved in, he dared not make too much noise.
He rather put everything away.
After all, Julius Reed had such dark circles under his eyes and had asked Karen to prescribe a potent tonic; he couldn’t be disturbed in his rest.
But it’s understandable, living with so many stunning women.
It’s only natural.
The old adage goes: Since then, the emperor does not make early court appearances.
But not only did Julius Reed rise early, he even managed to defeat a Grandmaster on Brighton Lake.
And all that without needing to rest for an entire day.
Beckett Carmichael truly admired his control over time.
Very soon.
A chair was set up, an umbrella raised.
A plate of fruit, a maid at the ready.
Julius Reed seated himself, kicked back with crossed legs, and Bamboo Whitaker steadily kneaded his back.
Her technique was getting more and more skilled.
Indeed, every girl was a treasure trove.
It all depended on how to uncover it.
The main gate slowly opened.
The Leocadia family members kneeled neatly at the entrance, all in plain mourning clothes.
Violet Leocadia knelt at the forefront, a white cloth on his head.
"The Leocadia Family, Violet Leocadia!"
Upon seeing the gate open, he cried out in grief, "We have come to apologize for our offense!"
"Apologize for our offense?"
Beckett Carmichael said in disbelief, "What kind of act is this?"
The Leocadia Family had a grudge against Julius Reed; at the time, Delilah Leocadia was hung high in the sky, and humiliated to the point of being the laughingstock of the capital.
And now, the death of Jasmine Leocadia was also their doing.
Apologize for an offense?
Shouldn’t it be seeking justice?
"Just watch."
Julius Reed gestured, and the Leocadia family members immediately got to their feet and walked into the Carmichael family courtyard.
Their steps were heavy, their spirits deflated.
The atmosphere instantly turned to extreme coldness.
They say that when enemies meet, they are particularly hostile to each other.
At this moment, Violet Leocadia’s eyes were red, his hands clenched into tight fists.
His face bore a sharply intense murderous intent.
"Speak."
Julius Reed leaned back in his chair, asking indifferently.
"I hope you can forgive my impertinent son for his repeated offenses against Mr. Reed!"
With that, Violet Leocadia knelt to the ground.
She banged her head heavily on the floor in a kowtow.
Then, she raised her head and gestured to the people behind her.
Whoosh!
Dozens of Leocadia family members likewise knelt down.
All lined up neatly.
"Violet Leocadia, what is this...?"
Beckett Carmichael, having resided in the capital for a long time, was very familiar with the Leocadia family.
A century-old clan!
Descendants of a prestigious family!
With three ancestors who were top scholars, their foundation was profound.
But now.
Violet Leocadia was actually kneeling to their enemy?
"What do you mean?"
Julius Reed narrowed his eyes and flicked his finger lightly, "I don’t like beating around the bush."
"Please Mr. Reed, avenge the Leocadia family!"
Violet Leocadia lifted both hands, bowing deeply.
"From this day forward, the Leocadia family is willing to be your dog, sworn to follow you to the death!"
Inside the courtyard, there was a moment of dead silence.
The spring breeze swept through, bringing immense comfort.
"Good."
Julius Reed picked a cherry from the fruit plate and dropped it on the ground: "Pick it up and eat it."
"Mr...."
Beckett Carmichael hadn’t even opened his mouth when he was silenced.
He could only silently return to his place, his face full of shock.
The Leocadia family!
Although they had declined in recent years and were not as powerful as the four major families,
they were still a century-old noble house!
Even a starving camel is bigger than a horse, and now the Leocadia family members were willing to be dogs?
He couldn’t understand.
This simply turned Beckett Carmichael’s worldview upside down.
And moreover, Julius Reed didn’t even inquire whom Violet Leocadia wanted to take revenge on?
Or why was she willingly becoming a dog?
"Eat it, and you’ll be my dog."
Julius Reed said indifferently.
In his eyes, there was a hint of mockery.
When a weasel pays a New Year’s visit, it’s mostly to steal chickens.
But Julius Reed was not just anybody; you can pay a visit, but you can’t take the chicken, and even the rice must be left behind.
He intended to make Violet Leocadia’s attempts to steal a chicken end up in a loss of rice.
Indeed.
Violet Leocadia lay on the ground, slowly lifted her head, and looked at the cherry covered with dust before her.
In her eyes, there was hesitation, and also anger.
Although this anger quickly vanished.
"Alright!"
Ten seconds later.
Violet Leocadia picked up the cherry, about to wipe it with her hand.
"Eat it like that, with the dirt on it."
Julius Reed, with his legs crossed, said leisurely, "Since when do dogs have such particular eating habits? Could it be that the dogs of wealthy households also eat like people?"
Violet Leocadia’s body trembled, and she said with a smile, "What Mr. Reed said is very true, I shall eat it then!"
After speaking, she took a deep breath and threw the cherry into her mouth.
She even refrained from chewing, swallowing it immediately.
Yet even so, sand was still left in her mouth.
"Very good, I like it."
Julius Reed nodded in satisfaction and raised his hand, "The cherry is poisoned. In three minutes, you will drop dead. I am an expert at using poisons, as you all know."
"What!"
Violet Leocadia’s face changed dramatically!
Even the Leocadia family members behind her were equally shocked in place.
The death of Zahir Huntington was at the hands of Julius Reed!
The poisoning of the Leocadia family that turned the capital upside down was common knowledge!
Could it be...
"Just kidding."
Julius Reed straightened his posture and opened his mouth.
Behind him, Bamboo Whitaker immediately peeled a lychee and stuffed it into his mouth.
Hearing this, the Leocadia family members let out a long sigh of relief.
Even Beckett Carmichael nearly died of fright.
Knowing Mr. Reed as he did, such a thing was indeed within his capabilities.
"Tell me, how should I help you take your revenge? Although it wasn’t I who killed Jasmine Leocadia, I was the catalyst for her death."
Julius Reed joked, "Surely you can’t expect me to stew myself in a iron pot?"
