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Chapter 999: Chapter 999: Snoring
Gonzalez City, Julius Reed’s home.
Burl Radcliffe was just an ordinary person and didn’t need to continue pretending anymore.
He simply came to the mansion with Quella Radcliffe and Knox Ridge.
After spending almost half a month in the capital, Julius Reed felt very comfortable upon returning home.
Very warm.
The feeling of home.
Grounded.
Rustle.
A sound of a door opening.
"Back already?"
Julius Reed asked with a smile, lying on the sofa.
"Yeah."
Cosmo responded perfunctorily, clearly unhappy as she walked over to him and picked up an apple.
Crunch!
She bit into the apple forcefully.
"Lillian Tompson, go upstairs and rest. There’s nothing here for you, go to sleep early."
Julius Reed waved his hand, and Lillian Tompson, who was standing respectfully beside him, immediately headed upstairs.
Submissive and obedient, clearly a professional servant.
"Master, this woman... she’s pretty good, huh! Aren’t you afraid your wife will get jealous if you brought her home?"
Cosmo raised an eyebrow and asked, her eyes constantly following Lillian Tompson’s retreating figure.
It has to be said, as a woman, she was always very sensitive to her own kind.
From the moment she entered, she had noticed Lillian Tompson. 𝔫𝖔𝖛𝖕𝔲𝔟.𝔠𝖔𝖒
Mature, sexy, with a hint of queen-like dominance.
Yet when talking to Julius Reed, she behaved as obedient as a little girl, very respectful in her words and actions.
"Jealous? She’s just a nanny. I brought her back to not only protect your master’s wife but also to do household chores. Why wouldn’t I?"
Facing Cosmo’s inquiry, Julius Reed answered with an air of nonchalance.
If Nelson could be a nanny in the capital without any problems, not to mention Lillian Tompson, who was a true nanny.
"Oh..."
Cosmo returned to her previous listless demeanor.
"And what about Bamboo Whitaker..."
She asked in a half-hearted manner.
"Bamboo Whitaker will be back tomorrow, coming back with Nelson."
Julius Reed picked up an apple and tossed it over: "Aron Jackson told you were going to seek revenge on Lily Jorden and asked me to stop you. Do you know why I didn’t intervene?"
"Master, are you making fun of me..."
Cosmo threw the apple back into the fruit bowl in a huff.
She really hadn’t fought.
Lily Jorden, a weak woman, didn’t appear to have any fighting experience at all.
But she was quite skilled.
The two fought for half an hour, one battle-hardened and the other with hardly any fighting experience with others.
Yet, it was a stalemate.
"Her master is quite famous, and Lily Jorden can be considered a genius. It’s normal if you can’t beat her, and if you can’t beat her, you just need to work harder."
Julius Reed leaned in, consoling her with a smile: "She’s the offspring of an old friend of mine; you might even become friends in the future."
Mentioning Lily Jorden gave Julius Reed a big headache.
Back in the day, Ian Jorden died at the hands of the North Sea people, and although he avenged the death by wiping them out, he couldn’t bring Ian Jorden back to life.
Plus, owing to his promise made back then, he felt guilty toward Lily Jorden.
Now, as long as her safety was ensured, if Lily Jorden wanted to investigate, he would let her do so.
After all, it was the North Sea people who killed Ian Jorden.
"Two tigers cannot share one mountain."
Cosmo stated flatly: "Master, you’re not planning to give me a junior master’s wife, are you?"
She hadn’t beaten Lily Jorden and was already fuming.
Friends?
That’s impossible!
The two of them were enemies now.
Fight to the death.
"Go upstairs and sleep. Tomorrow, I need to meet with Otis Radcliffe and see what changes that disgrace from the past has undergone with the backing of the North Sea people."
The return of Otis Radcliffe and Zade Radcliffe cast a shadow over Gonzalez City.
But Julius Reed found it rather intriguing.
According to the intelligence he obtained earlier, Zade Radcliffe might be linked to Thunderpeak Hall.
And as for Otis Radcliffe, he now was a knife in the hands of the North Sea.
A knife eager to pierce into the soil of Gonzalez City.
They were not convenient to show up in public, so choosing Otis Radcliffe as their spokesperson couldn’t be more appropriate.
Firstly, the Radcliffe Family has always been rooted in Gonzalez City, and it used to be supported by the Radcliffe Group.
Controlling the economy of Gonzalez City is essentially controlling its lifeline.
Many people would become the lackeys of The North Sea.
Secondly, Otis Radcliffe is Quella Radcliffe’s brother.
Using a member of the Radcliffe Family to check another from the same family, the sibling’s feud meant they were bound to fight to the death.
Baylor Davenport just sat back to benefit from their strife.
Just half an hour ago, Julius Reed received a call from Itai Huntington, saying that Otis Radcliffe would visit Five-state International tomorrow.
To discuss the candidate for the chairperson of the business alliance and changes in alliance personnel.
Within just a few days, Gonzalez City had been swept by a massive amount of capital.
Many businessmen switched sides, beginning to support Otis Radcliffe.
The young man who had been chased away like a lost dog not so long ago suddenly transformed into a wealthy tycoon.
Even the previously not-so-reputable Radcliffe Group nearly had its threshold worn down by visitors.
Almost every day, a significant number of entrepreneurs came here to discuss cooperation with Otis Radcliffe.
Throughout the whole process, Ovidiu Cook, the richest man in Gonzalez City, took no action.
He was completely overshadowed, and Otis Radcliffe was already being called the new richest man in Gonzalez City.
As the new waves of the Yangtze River push the old ones ahead, Zade Radcliffe had also returned to Gonzalez City, but he kept a very low profile.
All eyes were on Otis Radcliffe, and nobody noticed that the grandfather and grandson had returned one after the other.
"Haven’t slept?"
Julius Reed looked up to see Quella Radcliffe quietly walking out of the bedroom.
"Hmm."
Quella Radcliffe nodded and quietly came over, sitting beside Julius Reed.
"I always feel like things are not that simple."
She said anxiously, "Otis Radcliffe must have someone helping him, otherwise, with his character, how could he have so much money? And you once broke his leg; now that vile person is in the ascendant, he’s sure to seek revenge on you. Otherwise, we shouldn’t go tomorrow."
Worry and entreaty were in Quella’s eyes.
She was truly scared.
From the moment she got off the plane, too much had happened.
If it weren’t for the successive assassination attempts, and watching Shirley being killed in the Carmichael family villa with her own eyes,
facing the impostor Burl Radcliffe today, she would’ve collapsed.
Aron Jackson was fake, her father was fake.
In this world, what else was real?
Quella Radcliffe really feared that one day Julius Reed would also turn out to be fake.
She simply couldn’t sleep!
Tossing and turning.
Struggling to fall asleep.
"We can’t avoid it; we have to face it sooner or later," Julius Reed said as he pulled her into his arms and comforted her softly, "Take it easy; if I could break one of his legs in the past, tomorrow I can break both of his legs. Anyone who’s ever been arrogant in front of me ends up on their knees begging for mercy like a dog."
Just right, he wanted to use Otis Radcliffe to strike at the people from The North Sea.
In the past, he had destroyed several alliances of The North Sea, and he could do the same now.
Even without the Wolf Cavalry, even without the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.
Julius Reed could still manage it.
"Go to sleep, the journey has tired you out," he said with a smile as he kissed her forehead.
"Stay with me tonight," Quella Radcliffe said, her face blushing.
Although she felt some fear inside, when she thought about their four years of marriage...
"Okay."
Julius Reed picked up Quella Radcliffe and carried her to their bedroom, tossing her onto the bed with a thud.
"Be gentle..." Quella Radcliffe shyly murmured.
The room was very dark, yet her face was very red.
"Oh."
Julius Reed scratched his head, apologizing in embarrassment, "Sorry, wife..."
"I’ll go take a shower first..." Quella Radcliffe said in a fluster, dwelling on her thoughts for a long while in the bathroom, finally preparing herself mentally.
But by the time she had put on her bathrobe, sprayed on perfume, and arrived at the bedroom door,
She heard Julius Reed’s snoring...
Very loud.
