"?"Sett's internal monologue was cut short. As he noticed, Matriarch Cassandra was glancing around the kitchen. She even insect its brand. As though she was expecting that it was fake..."How did you get this much money?"The matriarch, Cassandra, was examining the kitchen and almost every corner of the building. She even saw some appliances, and they were high-end.Nevertheless, Matriarch Cassandra, being the unreasonable old woman that she is, isn't that barely anything? Sure, they have these brand-new appliances, but that's all? It could be said that the matriarch, Cassandra, was petty.'I wouldn't even be surprised if that penniless retard was borrowing money from the loan sharks.' Cassandra was naturally scowling at him, and the repulsion in her gaze was growing. She hated him to the bone for manipulating her granddaughter.Sett could only shake his head. Why does society always have this opinion that a person should be judged by how heavy their pockets are? Shouldn't a person b
"You blockhead! Of course, I would borrow those things." The matriarch, Cassandra, was already thinking about how she would brag to her old friends. She badly wants to show off and see the look of envy on their faces! Their reaction would be priceless. She could see herself having a party on the yacht and traveling with a private jet! Just imagining it sends shivers down her old spine!"Hand it over!" The matriarch, Cassandra, kept nodding her head.Wasn't she too greedy? And how could she easily go back on her words? She doesn't have a word of honor! A few minutes ago, wasn't she disparaging of getting his appliances through underhanded means? And that she didn't want anything to do with it? Sett was starting to wonder why Sheila and Elena were compassionate and kind. Both of them were so different from the whole Laurel family..."If you want to use my private jet or yacht, you would have to get my wife's permission," Sett playfully told Matriarch Cassandra."That's all?" The matri
"What!?"Sett was alarmed. They were burned alive? How could that be? 'Now that I think about it, the Ratherford family should be no more, as surely Ms. Scarlett would have taken care of the rest and put Don Alfonso and his son in prison.' Sett thought that at the back of his head. Nevertheless, if they were caught, shouldn't Ms. Scarlett, who was always a cautious type, have doubled if not tripled the security?There was no way anyone could have assassinated those three without being noticed under Ms. Scarlett's radar. She was always that meticulous. "Mr. Crow, we were already investigating this matter..."Sett could hear a slight urgency in Ms. Scarlett's voice.No, he had to personally investigate this matter. It all started in his conflict with the Ratherfords, and by doing so, he had poked the hornet's nest. It had to end in his hand.With that, Sett immediately got down from the truck while ignoring the gossiping crowd.
"I think I know that young man, he looks familiar...." A man in his forties wearing casual clothes uttered. Just then, a young man with an aggressive facial expression let out an unhappy remark. "I doubt that. It's more likely that he's a seller of narcotics. This kind of person should be imprisoned!" There was no chance for him to believe that Sett, who looked like he was the same age as him, would be the owner of the yacht and the private jet, while he, on the other hand, was barely making a living while working his a*s off for twenty-four hours a day! In response to the jealous young man, the man in his forties let out a chuckle as he spoke a word for word. "That's where you're mistaken; he's Mr. Crow, the owner of the city's largest entertainment industry. Not just that, he's also the owner of the famous casino, and don't say "he's just lucky" as he managed to achieve it by beating the young master Rocco, the eldest son of Don Alfonso!" He paused for a moment before narrowing h
Ms. Scarlett could be seen in deep thought as she kept staring intently at the tooth between her fingers. "Usually, when a person dies in a gruesome way, they will clench or grind their teeth because of the extreme pain they have to endure... Oddly enough, these teeth are perfectly intact." Ms. Scarlett mumbled to herself. She then glances at the corpse again. As she let out a sigh, fingerprints were out of the option as the victim was burned badly, and even if it was a miracle that there was still a fingerprint, that doesn't mean it's foolproof. Even with trained eyes and the advancement of computer technology, there is no absolute foolproof method for the matching of fingerprints. That is the reality. It was completely different from the movies where the fingerprint was the most damning piece of evidence for the culprit to get caught. There is no such thing as perfect evidence. Even before Ms. Scarlett had arrived at the scene, there were already numerous controllable variable
"I-I didn't mean that..." Attorney Young could only grit his teeth in frustration. He had no idea why Madam Scarlett, who was a well-respected individual in the business world, would side with this inexperienced young man! He couldn't help but check his tongue while frowning at his brows. And why does this youngster look familiar? 'This should be our first meeting, yet why does he resemble a certain someone?' Since Attorney Young didn't have an answer, he could only set aside his thoughts. But then he heard another remark from Madam Scarlett."You are a lawyer, but why are you putting your nose into this investigation that had absolutely nothing to do with you?" Ms. Scarlett spoke sharply as her gaze narrowed."Ahem, actually the local custom wanted me to take a look at this case." Attorney Young tried to sound convincing while maintaining direct eye contact with Madam Scarlett, but that ended up in a miserably failed attempt. At the very least, he tried...Nevertheless, Attorney Y
"Arg..." Attorney Young's handsome face turned unsightly. He was stamped down as he forced himself to resist the urge to curse at Ms. Scarlett with difficulty.Ms. Scarlett maintained her brilliant smile plastered on her face. 'How dare this piece of turd insults Mr. Crow! Should I put a collar on his neck and train him to learn manners?'On the side, Sett was feeling amused.'Heh, can't talk back at Ms. Scarlett, ha!' Sett faintly smiled while he spoke in his mind.This fella was using foul language when insulting him earlier, as though it was the right thing! speaking about bullying the weak and fearing the strong.At the same time, Sett wouldn't forget the fact that his sister had called him for help; however, his sister was given the cold shoulder instead, despite receiving help from his father.Maybe Attorney Young has indeed found me an eyesore or something? With that in mind, Sett returned his attention to Ms. Scarlett, who was asking sensitive questions and also personal quest
The airport of Great Southern Airlines was one of the top airlines in the city because of its great pilots. Sett could be seen carrying an army bag; he was at the end of the long line of people waiting for their turn to enter their designated area while the guards were inspecting the luggage of the passengers.Presently, Sett was focused on the screen of the small and somewhat old tablet that he borrowed from his sister; he was putting up a dead serious face while gazing at the information Ms. Scarlett had sent him this morning. It compiled the history of the Crow family and how it came into power. "Something is missing..." Sett mumbled to himself while his brows creased together. The crucial information about his parents wasn't included, as though they didn't exist in the Crow family when all the others were there...The more Sett thought about it, the more baffling it became. He massaged his forehead, feeling troubled.At this point, Sett didn't notice someone was pointing their f