Seth received assistance from others as he left the morgue, his face devoid of tears but filled with sorrow. Had his tears already dried up when his son died in the car accident?Seated on the steps after leaving the morgue, Seth extracted a plastic bag from his coat pocket, unveiling a tobacco pipe. He carefully loaded it with a pinch of tobacco, stowed the plastic bag back in his pocket, and ignited the tobacco with a trembling hand. Upon taking a puff, he discerned the tasteless nature of the tobacco.Jaden nestled beside his grandfather, who shook his pipe, gazing at it before suddenly burying his head and weeping.Seth was in his 70s and dressed in shabby clothes, hinting at a prolonged frugality.It wasn't long before Sylvia and Eric arrived, their hearts aching at the sight of the grieving man. Whether to support his grandson or alleviate his wife's burdens, the family's sole source of income was now lost.Fifteen minutes later, Sylvia knelt in front of Seth and Jaden, to
Seth refrained from smoking, his voice raspy as he expressed, "I want to relocate Felicia's belongings to our hometown. She loved a few clothes in the wardrobe, and I'd like to keep them for her..."Eric let out a deep sigh. He had once believed he could overcome anything, even healing Sylvia's face. Now, he realized there were things beyond his power to change. Frustration, anger, and helplessness consumed him."Mr. Gurth, you can stay here for a couple of days. When the time comes, we'll take her back together," Eric offered."Thank you..." the old man choked out.Exhausted from their emotional journey, Seth and Jaden succumbed to sleep on the sofa. The weight of Felicia's death hung over them. With Seth aging and the boy still young, the burden felt insurmountable. With no other family, Eric felt a responsibility to assist.Sylvia enlisted help from a domestic agency, arranging for a housekeeper to tend to Seth and Jaden's daily needs. The Montgomerys provided a car and drive
"Stop with the questions. Just come with me," Matthew said coldly.Kenneth refrained from shouting, fearing that Matthew might stab him on the spot.Once out of the airport, Matthew took him back to the Montgomerys, where Eric and others had returned. All eyes were fixed on Kenneth."This is insane!" Grace fumed.It was nearly impossible to distinguish him from Eric—even their hairstyles matched. Javier had gone to extreme lengths. Even Alexander was astonished. Kenneth had done an incredible job impersonating Eric."Kenneth, did you kill Madam Baresi in my house, attempting to frame me?" Eric asked calmly.Surprised, Kenneth questioned, "How did you know it was me?!"Despite their limited interaction, Eric recognized him."Is that so strange? I also know the person behind you is Javier. Don't you realize how challenging it is to hide one's identity in this era?" Eric's voice was icy.Even with identical appearances and imitated behaviors, fingerprints and DNA couldn't be alte
Javier proved challenging to handle—he was both cunning and difficult to guard against.Eric sneered. "I'll ensure he faces the law! If I can't put him behind bars this time, then I'm not Eric Johnson!" He instructed Sylvia to stay with the Montgomerys temporarily, urging her to avoid the villa until his return. Eric had learned about Kenneth's location from the Montgomerys' security personnel.-At the mountain estate.Chase recovered from his injuries inflicted by Eric's powerful punch that left him barely able to move his hands. When Chase saw Eric, he stood up, visibly frightened."Kenneth! Why are you back? Weren't you supposed to lay low and leave the country?" he asked, surprised by Kenneth's return during this dangerous time.Eric casually sat down, replying, "There's nothing for me to hide. The police are focused on Eric, not me. Besides, if I went abroad, you might have left me stranded there too!"Chase was frustrated. He and Javier had planned to leave Kenneth abro
"Are you insane? Do you really think you're Eric? You're nothing!" Javier barked.He couldn't believe this scoundrel was trying to claim a share of the Hernandezes' wealth. He wasn't willing to give anything to the real Eric, let alone an impostor.Eric remained calm and smiled faintly. "Mr. Hernandez, these are my conditions. If you don't agree, I'll turn myself in. After all, you're the mastermind, and I'm just the executor. Even if I get sentenced, your punishment should be heavier than mine. As the head of the Hernandez family, you wouldn't want to spend the rest of your life in prison, would you?"This remark fueled Javier's anger, and he cursed, "Fuck off, Kenneth! For the sake of power, I dared to kill my own father, even Hol. Thornfield. Do you think I'll be afraid of taking the life of a mere servant and yours?"Finally, Javier confessed to the crimes he had committed.Eric feigned surprise and fear. "So, it's all true! Mr. Hernandez, you're truly remarkable, plotting the
Eric swiftly repositioned himself, and a fist emerged from his original position.Javier chuckled. "Eric, you're too inexperienced to catch me! How could I not have some backup, reaching this far? Take him down!"Eric observed that the person blocking his way was clad in a red robe, donning a mask! The outfit triggered Eric's memory of the Crimson Order. Were the Hernandezes linked to them? Eric couldn't be careless against the Crimson Order.Furthermore, the blow he just took was exceptionally powerful. Clearly, his opponent wasn't ordinary.Watching Javier retreat, Eric frowned. Did he have to let Javier escape again?"Move!" Eric ordered.He was unfamiliar with the person in red, and there likely was no grudge between them.The red-robed figure stayed silent, eyes fixed on Eric.Eric grew angry. Since the person refused to yield, he had to attempt to knock him down. Stepping forward, he charged at his opponent.The figure narrowed his eyes."Legendary level?" he exclaimed,
The Hernandez guards were on high alert, convinced that Eric was in a tight spot, surrounded by grandmasters. Escaping such a siege unharmed seemed impossible.Soon, Julius and Javier arrived. Javier turned to Julius with a manic smile and said, "Since he's your son, I think I should ask for your opinion first. You're okay with me killing him today, right?"Javier appeared to have lost his mind. Killing Eric here would undoubtedly provoke the Montgomerys, leading to an endless vendetta. From a family head's perspective, it was an unwise move, but Javier felt he had no other option, sensing the danger Eric posed to the Hernandezes' future.Julius frowned while looking at Eric in silence, but his wife was visibly anxious.After a pause, Julius calmed himself and stated, "Javier, I made it clear 29 years ago that this man has nothing to do with me anymore!""Hahahaha!" Javier laughed heartily, reveling in the feeling of control. He believed Julius' words must have hurt Eric deeply.
Even though Vermillion was a legend, Eric was confident he could stand toe-to-toe with him if he went all out.Javier's face sank, but an idea soon occurred to him. He turned to Julius and shouted, "Get him!"Knowing he couldn't kill Eric that day, Javier decided to use Julius as leverage. Several guards rushed toward Julius and grabbed him.Stunned, Eric found it amusing that Javier was using Julius to threaten him. He said, "Are you serious?"Javier shouted, "Julius is your biological father! You can't just watch him die, can you!?"He thought Eric would still care about his father despite his hatred.However, Eric laughed and said, "Whether he's dead or not has nothing to do with me."Eric knew he had to stay calm. As the Hernandez guards charged toward Julius, Eric's heart trembled slightly. Human hearts were not made of stone, especially not Eric's. However, he also knew that he had to stay rational and not be led around by Javier in such a situation.Javier frowned. "He's