Chapter 610


    "Stop right there, Liya," Jenna shouted at Liya, who left in a hurry.


    After taking a few steps, Liya couldn''t help but toe to a halt.


    "Liya, I''m warning you that you''re not to set foot in Grandma''s bedroom from today onwards. We all


    highly respect Grandma, and I will never allow filthy women like you to tarnish her dignity. Keep this


    in mind. Otherwise, I will have the security kick you out. Also, you must remember that your stay


    was approved out of Mr. Trevor''s kindness. If you ever try to stir trouble in Richards Manor, then I


    will never forgive you," Jenna warned with a stern voice.


    "Well see, b*tch." Liya let out a low curse. However, she didn''t have the guts to confront Jenna any


    further in Vivian''s bedroom. It wasn''t because she was afraid of Jenna. She was concerned that


    Vivian might wake up anytime, and she would be in great trouble by then. Therefore, after letting out


    a muffled curse, she then left the room dejectedly.


    After returning to her bedroom, Liya nced around at the antique furniture. She thought to herself


    that her days in the noble Richards family weren''t half as fun as thevish days she spent with


    Oscar. She nced at the new quilt on her antique bed, and she got even more frustrated, but what


    annoyed her more was how much more powerful Jenna had be. Everyone under this roof


    obeyed Jenna''s words while they wouldn''t even bother to cast another nce at Liya. This made


    Liya feel unfair and upset.


    A wave of drowsiness hit her and she yawned. She did not have the time to think about anything,


    falling asleep on the bed.


    "Madam, do you really believe that Old Madam would regain her consciousness and testify against


    Liya?" Aunt E asked Jenna as she thought of how Jenna had taught Liya a lesson. She was a


    little relieved to see Liya leaving the room, panicking.


    Jenna smiled wryly and said, "Aunt E, it''s difficult for Grandma even to recognize us by now, let


    alone hoping that she will recall all this. I said that just to scare Liya off."


    Aunt E nodded thoughtfully and sighed. "Anyway, there is something really suspicious about Old


    Madam''s will. No matter how confused Old Madam is because of her illness, it just doesn''t sound


    like her to make such a will. That''s odd. Could it be that someone else had snuck into her room and


    amended her will instead?"


    Aunt E muttered with a puzzled look on her face.


    Jenna was reminded of the guilty look in Liya''s eyes, and the light in her eyes condensed into a


    straight line.


    She was lost in thought and didn''t say anything in response to Aunt E.


    "Madam, are you looking for me?" Lomen asked. He had been staying in the Ink Garden ever since


    Trevor had arranged for him to protect Jenna for the time being.


    "Yes, I am," Jenna stood up and closed the door to the Ink Garden''s office. She then said seriously,


    "Lomen, I need you to keep an eye on Liya from today onwards. Take note of whatever she did and


    wherever she went, and then report to me daily."


    Lomen was stunned. He then shook his head and said, "No, Madam, I can''t do this. Mr. Trevor


    made himself clear that I have to keep you safe. I can''t fulfil your tasks if it means that I will have to


    leave your side."


    His words were stubborn and firm.


    "Lomen, I understand where you''reing from, but you have to think about this. I won''t be


    anywhere else but in Richards Manor. Everyone here respects me. No one will hurt me except for


    Liya. You keeping an eye on her will be protecting me in return," Jenna replied firmly.


    Lomen noticed how determined Jenna was. He had to agree that her words made sense as well.


    So, he immediately said, "Madam, it''s a critical moment now, especially when everyone else around


    Mr. Richards is upied with their tasks. You have to be aware of your surroundings and keep


    yourself safe, so that Mr. Richards can focus on getting his things done."


    Jenna smiled faintly and said, "I know about that. Don''t worry."


    Lomen felt more at ease and left the office.


    In the study of Green Jade Garden, Trevor was practising his lettering skills.


    "Mr. Trevor, Madam asked me to keep an eye on Liya from today onwards. What do you have to


    say about this?" Lomen walked in for an inquiry.


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    Trevor lifted his head. There was a brief moment of shock on his expression, but soon, a smile


    reced that.


    "Was that what she asked of you?" Trevor asked casually.


    "Yes. She asked me in her office in the Ink Garden and assigned this task to me," Lomen replied


    honestly.


    With a pen in hand, Trevor concentrated on writing something on the paper before looking up at


    Lomen again.


    "Lomen, what about the verification of the will?" Trevor asked nonchntly.


    "Mr. Trevor, that will take much more time than expected," Lomen replied, shaking his head.


    "Lomen, even if we can prove that the handwriting on the will was amended, we still can''t prove


    who''s behind this. Although we have a hundred reasons to believe that it is Liya, they''re just


    baseless usations. Therefore, it''s right for Jenna to ask you to keep an eye on Liya. You can just


    carry out the task as per Jenna''s instruction, while at the same time, protect Jenna at all costs,


    especially when Liya is at home. You have to be aware if she''ll pull any trick on Jenna," Trevor said


    in a serious manner as he put his pen down.


    By keeping an eye on Liya, it was possible for them to find more clues to their unanswered


    questions. This was what Trevor nned to do, and apparently, Jenna shared the same thought.


    Lomen was relieved after getting Trevor''s approval.


    At an apartment in Capital City.


    It was located in a suburb of the city. The trees were dense, and the surroundings were quiet. There


    were few people living in this area, and it was secluded.


    Hansen arrived at this ce in the early hours of the morning.


    He arrived in a cab.


    Hansen just stepped into the apartment when Luqman approached him with a wide smile.


    "Young Master Richards, you''ve worked hard," Luqman said as he held Hansen''s hand.


    Hansen smiled and said, "You''re wee, Mr. Wood."


    The two of them chatted for a while before taking their seats.


    "Mr. Wood, is Ezrah still refusing to reveal anything?" Hansen asked after taking his seat.


    Luqman put on a solemn look and shook his head.


    "His mouth is shut tightly. He was trained by Yadriel himself and had been following Yadriel for a


    long time. It makes sense that he''s staying loyal to Yadriel." Luqman said helplessly, "I used my


    connections and sent Ezrah away for some made-up business trips, so that our people could


    capture him. If he still keeps his mouth shut, with the climax of our election perioding tomorrow,


    then I can''t keep up with this anymore. I will have to admit defeat by tomorrow, and he will win this


    withoutpetition. He will get what he


    wants."


    Luqman was helpless about their situation. If that was the case, then Yadriel would secure his


    position and would definitely cover up every misdeed and crime hemitted with his newly


    attained authority. It would be difficult for them to try to take him down again.


    Hansen frowned and said," Mr. Wood, if you get through this, then you will at least get a couple


    more days for a shot to turn the tables around."


    Luqman sighed heavily. "To tell you the truth, Young Master Richards, I''ve already lost all my


    funding for the election. I can''t get through this, not without getting something out of Ezrah. We will


    have to send the evidence to the disciplinarymittee by tomorrow, so that Yadriel will still be


    investigated even if he wins the election. He will then be embroiled in his scandals, and his past


    efforts would be wasted before the trial."


    Hansen calmly loosened a button on his shirt and smiled.


    "Mr. Wood, don''t worry. Well find a way."


    He then took out a stack of documents from his briefcase.


    "What is this?" Luqman looked at him puzzledly.


    "Mr. Wood, please take a look first." Hansen pushed the documents to Luqman with his


    fingers.


    Luqman took them and looked at them carefully. After a short while, his face was filled with joy.


    "Young Master Richards, this is great material! With this in hand, we will no longer be afraid that


    Ezrah will continue to keep his mouth shut."


    Hansen nodded slightly. "My subordinate, Paul, spent a lot tempting and threatening the involved


    parties to get this stack of documents proving Ezrah''s corruption. Just show him thister, and he


    will talk, to keep himself safe."


    Ezrah was different from Yadriel. He was just a subordinate who was greedy for money. Hansen


    found out about this after sending someone to investigate further. It was easy to get dirt on him.


    Yadriel, on the other hand, was cunning. He had big ns in mind, and wouldn''t bother to get his


    hands dirty for small benefits like that, let alone leaving any traces behind. Yadriel even managed to


    put several plots ofnd in Capital City on resale, and the resale was done in a clean manner.


    Therefore, if they wanted to get anything that could be held against Yadriel, then they had to start


    from his subordinates.


    "Young Master Richards is indeed a man with foresight. You did a good job," Luqman praised. He


    then took a deep breath and continued, "Anyway, we must act quickly. If Yadriel knows that Ezrah is


    missing, then he will be alert and n his counterattack. We will all be in danger by then. He is


    a vicious man and aims at winning the election. He won''t allow anyone to destroy his n."


    Hansen nodded. To defeat Yadriel, they had to get evidence of his arms- trafficking deal, but they


    didn''t know if Ezrah knew anything about that.


    ording to Alvin''s report from the war- torn country, there was no update on the arms-trafficking


    deal for the past few days. It seemed as if Yadriel knew that someone was watching over them,


    hence he postponed the deal, andy low for the time being.


    If it dragged on like that, then Hansen was worried that they might not be able to get the evidence,


    and that his men might not be able to return safely. After all, they had no connection in the war-torn


    country, unlike in their home country.


    "Mr. Wood, let me meet with Ezrah. I want to see just how stubborn he is." Hansen smirked as he


    slowly got up.


    "Certainly, Young Master Richards. I believe you can pry his mouth open." Luqman''s eyes lit up, and


    the light in his eyes shone brightly.


    Hansen smiled and strode outside.


    "Mr. Richards, you''re here." Paul and John were guarding the door of the room where Ezrah had


    been locked in. They looked troubled. Ezrah was not only stubborn, but he wouldn''t give in at all


    even after being tortured. Paul and John were getting anxious.


    "Open the door," Hansen said faintly, nodding.


    The door swung open.


    Hansen walked in with absolute certainty.