Chapter 755


    In the heart of Northway City stood the formidable Grimshaw Castle, a bastion of power and legacy.


    Asher knelt in the castle''s solemn chapel, his back as straight as an arrow, beads of sweat tracing a


    path down his forehead. His lips were sealed tight, and as he lifted his gaze to meet that of Oliver,


    the patriarch seated before him, his elongated, phoenix-like eyes betrayed a storm of discontent


    beneath their submissive facade.


    Oliver saw right through Asher''s facade, but he didn''t give it a second thought. "You''ve really grown


    some nerve, haven''t you? Strutting off with a handful of men to challenge the Perez family as if


    you''ve got a death wish! If it wasn''t for Joss taking that hit for you today, you''d be the one lying on a


    deathbed!"


    His paused. "Asher, if you find the title of Grimshaw heir too hot to handle, just say the word.


    There''s no shortage of brothers in this family itching for the throne. We won''t miss one!"


    Indeed, they wouldn''t miss just one.


    There was always Ethan Grimshaw, the bastard son.


    Asher bit back the retort that bubbled to his lips, knowing full well it would only fuel Oliver''s anger.


    His eyes shifted subtly, suppressing his resentment. "Dad, you insisted we find that bioweapon. I


    finally tracked down Vivienne''s whereabouts and learned of her ties to the Perez family... It was


    careless of me. I didn''t anticipate how crucial she would be to them."


    "Crucial, my foot!" Oliver couldn''t help but let loose a curse. "You think I''m unaware of your


    schemes? You thought the Perez family, scattered and weakened over the years, would be an easy


    target? You don''t even weigh enough to throw your hat in the ring, yet you dared to snatch someone


    from their grasp? You''re lucky Jasper didn''t finish you off for the insolence you showed! Vivienne?


    You''ve pped the Perez family in the face, and you think Jasper''s as spineless as Gavin


    Abernathy?"


    Oliver stood up, snatching a document from the table and tossing it into Asher''sp. "Take a look.


    There are ways to handle Vivienne, but not by barging into the Perez family''s territory like a bull in a


    china shop. You aplished nothing and managed toe back stinking of trouble!"


    Asher subtly pinched his own thigh to contain his frustration. He removed the paper from his face,


    scanning it quickly. The familiar name ''Kaitlyn Littleton'' caught his eye, and he frowned, "The


    Littleton family? You mean to approach from their end? But isn''t their line all but extinguished? And


    hasn''t the Abernathy family always been the one to handle Kaitlyn? How will we exin our actions


    to them?"


    Oliver was close to rolling his eyes at his son''s naivety.


    That idiot boy, now worried about the Abernathys when they were nothingpared to the Perezes!


    Oliver nearly ground his teeth to dust, exhaling deeply, "You blockhead! Gavin''s been useless,


    unable to retrieve what''s ours. What''s left to coborate on? The Littleton line might be gone, and


    Kaitlyn left with nothing, but as long as she''s connected to Vivienne, she''s our weapon against her!"


    Oliver tossed him a business card. "This is the firm where Sadie and Julian werest employed.


    Contact this man; get them some work to do. Leave the bioweapon to me; I''ll find someone else to


    take care of it. You want to deal with Vivienne? Here''s your chance. Whether you can extract what


    we need from Vivienne through Kaitlyn is up to you."


    With that, Oliver left Asher alone in the chapel. Holding the business card, Asher''s face was


    shrouded in shadows. After a moment, a sinister chuckle echoed through the solemn space.


    ...


    Meanwhile, in Rivenwood, a certain school district superintendent received a mysterious call. No


    one knew what was said, but momentster, the superintendent, apanied by a team, headed


    straight for the Littleton residence.


    This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    It was three in the afternoon when Kaitlyn was helping Tyler with his rehabilitation in their living


    room. As she was about to guide him to the couch for a rest, a group of men in ck suits burst into


    the house and whisked her inws away for questioning without exnation!


    Frantic, Kaitlyn immediately called Vivienne.


    Vivienne was at the Perez family estate listening to her uncles discuss the Grimshaw family''s


    intrusion when she took Kaitlyn''s call. Hearing the situation, she frowned, "Aren''t your inws


    already dismissed from their posts? What more could they be questioned about?"


    Kaitlyn''s voice was fraught with anxiety, "They said there were still doubts about that incident from


    before. So, they took them away. Vivienne, can you help? Please, can you get them out?"


    Vivienne''s brows knitted together, "Alright, I got it. Don''t worry; I''ll find a way."


    ...


    Back at the Abernathy household, Gavin was lounging in the blissfulpany of his wife, Madeline,


    enjoying her tender touch when Oliver''s call came through.


    Without checking the caller ID, Gavin answered with a contented sigh, "Who''s this?"


    As Madeline''s giggles filled the line, Oliver''s eyes shed with contempt, "Gavin, seems like you''re


    living the life. How''s that little task I gave youing along?"


    The tone was light, but the undercurrent of threat was unmistakable.


    Gavin''s eyes widened in recognition as he shoved Madeline aside and sat bolt upright.


    Even through the phone, without seeing his face, Oliver knew the look on Gavin''s face was one of


    sycophantic charm. "Look at you, talking like that. I owe all myfortable days to your good


    graces. Rest assured, I''ll secure what you want without dy or hindrance to your grand ns."


    Oliver''s gaze narrowed slightly, a hint of a sneer in his voice. "Hmph, I''ve been hearing about you


    securing that secret recipe for years, yet I''ve seen nothing. You''ve reaped quite the benefits from


    me! Gavin, you don''t think I''m that easy to fool, do you?"


    Gavin shuddered at the rising tone from the other end. He red at Madeline, who was trying to


    sidle up and eavesdrop, and slipped out of bed, stering on a smile as he spoke, "How could I


    ever think that? Oliver, you''re a pir of our ancient warrior lineage. I''d be fooling myself before I


    ever fooled you. It''s just that dealing with Kaitlyn has been tough; she''s somehow gotten herself a


    new patron, but you can be sure I''ve got a n to handle it..."


    Before he could finish, Oliver cut him off, his patience worn thin. "Don''t make me any more


    promises! I knew you were useless, but in the end, who has to clean up? Kaitlyn''s inws are


    already behind bars on charges of endangering students. You go to the police station and sort this


    out. I''m giving you onest week. If I don''t get that secret recipe, all the favors you''ve milked from


    the Grimshaw family over the years—you''ll pay them back to thest penny!"


    Without waiting for a response, Oliver ended the call.