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After leaving the vi where Maxwell and his family resided, Gilmore hailed a taxi to return to the
Fields‘ Manor.
He opted not to drive mainly to avoid drawing unnecessary attention and to ensure the safety of
Maxwell’s family.
On his way back, Gilmore felt a profound sense of aplishment, as if he had achieved
something of great significance.
Without a doubt, Maxwell was the linchpin in his n to topple the Wyatt family and eliminate the
looming threat to the Fields.
If it hadn’t been for Maxwell, James would still be walking free, wielding the power of de Gate,
and continuing his reign over Vista Verde’s business world.
This revtion was the reason for Gilmore’s hasty departure from the Fields‘ Manor the previous
night.
Through God’s Eye, he had witnessed the murder case that James had masterminded with
Maxwell’s involvement years ago.
This same ability showed him that James, upon learning of Maxwell’s release from prison, had sent
Bob to deal with him.
Thus, Gilmore reached Maxwell’s residence just in time to save him from Bob’s clutches.
What followed was the rescue of Maxwell’s wife and son, ensuring they had a safe ce to stay,
and Maxwell handing over the evidence of James‘ involvement in the murder to the police.
The taxi soon arrived at the entrance to the Fields‘ Manor. After paying the fare via his mobile,
Gilmore made his way into the manor.
Entering one of the vi’s living rooms, he was greeted warmly.
“Gilmore, you’re back!” eximed Graham, who was seated on a sofa, his face illuminated with joy.
It was evident he was in high spirits.
Gilmore nodded, “Yes, Mr. Field. I just went out for a bit.”
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Then, feigning ignorance, he asked, “Is there some good news, Mr. Field? You seem to be in a
great mood.”
Graham broke into a smile, “Indeed, there’s news today that brings me even more joy than winning
the bid for the CBD project.
“The truth about the case of my wife, who passed away ten years ago, has finally surfaced,
revealing the real culprit behind her death.”
Although Gilmore knew that the true culprit was James, he pretended to be unaware and asked,
“Mr. Field, what exactly happened with Helene’s mother’s case?”
Graham sighed, his cheerful expression fading to one of sorrow, “Ten years ago, Helene’s mother
was in a car ident. A truck hit her vehicle, killing her on the spot.
“The driver responsible was named Maxwell, whoter received a ten–year prison sentence.
“I initially believed it was just a tragic ident, but I got a call from the police today.
“They told me that the ident from ten years ago was a premeditated murder, and the mastermind
behind it was none other than James.”
A look of surprise shed across Gilmore’s face, “James was the mastermind?”
“Yes, I never imagined it would be him,” Graham nodded with a glint of hatred in his eyes.
“But thinking back, it makes sense. Ten years ago, mypany and James‘ were the two biggest
real estate firms.
“We were neck and neck in terms of strength. We were both vying for a prime piece of real estate in
Vista Verde, known as the ‘Land King. Thepetition between us was intense.
“And just when our rivalry was at its peak, Helene’s mother’s ident urred.
“Devastated by her sudden death, I had to withdraw from the bidding war to be by her side in the
hospital. But despite a day of desperate efforts, she passed away.
“James took advantage of my absence and won the bid for the ‘Land King, which skyrocketed his
wealth and made him the top real estate mogul in Vista Verde.”
Graham looked at Gilmore, “Back then, I had my suspicions that James might have orchestrated
the ident.
“But Maxwell never pointed fingers at anyone. He just admitted to drunk driving and imed that
was the cause of the ident.
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“So, I had nothing more than my doubts.
“It’s only today that the truth has beenid bare. James was the one behind my wife’s death.”
Gilmore responded sympathetically, “Mr. Field, I’m so sorry for your loss. But rest assured, James
has now faced karma for what he did to Helene’s mother.
“I believe she can finally rest in peace, watching over us from the heavens above.”
Indeed, the primary reason Gilmore had decided to rescue Maxwell wasn’t just to mitigate the
threats to the Field family but was also influenced by a crucial realization.
Using God’s Eye, Gilmore had found out that James was the malevolent hand behind the car
ident that led to Helene’s mother’s death a decade ago.
Hence, Gilmore was determined to ensure that the mastermind behind this tragedy faced the full
wrath of thew and received his just desserts.
Graham nodded, “You’re right. James, with his countless misdeeds, finally met his reckoning. Now,
Helene’s mother can finally rest in peace.”
de Gate was situated atop the renowned Mountain Swords in the southern part of the Cloudar.
Nestled amidst a range of peaks, Mount Swords, with its ancient pines, cascading waterfalls, and
clouds that seemed to dance around its heights, resembled a paradise on Earth.
de Gate, with its centuries–old legacy, found its home in this spiritually invigorating environment.
The lush old trees on de Gate sheltered a collection of age–old structures, representing the
architectural marvels of de Gate’s rich history.
In addition to these historic buildings, several modern mansions, epitomizing luxury and grandeur,
were spread across the mountain.
Although located amidst these ranges, about hundred miles from Vista Verde, de Gate wasn’t
isted.
Roads connected the sect with the outside world, and a helipad atop the Mountain Swords allowed
its inhabitants to travel via helicopters.
Within a vi on de Gate, shaded by ancient pines, sat Travis, an elderly man with flowing white
hair, dressed in traditional robes.
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He sipped his coffee while enjoying the chirping of the birds outside.
“Gerard, have we received any news from James in Vista Verde?” Travis inquired, setting down his
cup and addressing a humble–looking old man standing nearby.
The old man replied, “Senior Presbyter, Mr. Wyatt hasn’t called yet.”
Travis’s eyebrows furrowed slightly in thought, “That’s quite peculiar. Today was the bidding day for
the new CBD project. The results should’ve been announced by now.”
Just then, the ringing of a phone punctuated the silence.
Travis picked up his mobile, the screen disying the name “Benny.”
Travis swiftly answered the call, “Benny, did the bidding resultse out of the meeting?”
“Grandpa, things have taken a turn for the worse… Dad’s in trouble…” Benny’s anxious and
sorrowful voice echoed from the other end.
Travis’s expression turned grave, his eyes sharp yetposed. “Benny, don’t panic. Even if a
serious trouble arises, I will handle it. Tell me, what exactly happened?”
“Grandpa, not only did dad lose the bid at today’s meeting, but he was also taken away by the
police. They imed he was involved in a murder case and wanted to take him in for questioning,”
Benny said, his voice still filled with distress.
Travis replied reassuringly, “I understand, Benny. Your father will be alright. I’ll ensure he’s safely
brought back. Don’t worry too much.”
“Yes, Grandpa. I’ll hang up now,” Benny concluded, ending the call.
After hanging up, a flicker of anger shone in Travis’s eyes.
Turning to the elderly man in the room, hemanded, “Gerard, gather a few martialists and head
to Vista Verde. Bring James and Benny back to de Gate.”
The elderly man responded, “Yes, Senior Presbyter,” and promptly exited the vi.
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