A pack of ferocious Mastiffs bared their teeth at the distant rtives from the Pock family,
growling menacingly!
Noe raised an eyebrow and said, "These dogs haven''t had a good meal in a while."
Peregrine, sweating bullets, couldn''t believe what he was seeing—those dogs had madness in their
eyes!
"This is illegal! You all are crazy! What the hell did the Schnabel family teach you?"
Noe just shrugged indifferently. "You should count your blessings you met me here."
Had it been anywhere else, Noe wouldn''t have hesitated to show him what crazy really means!
After all, they were at the Pock ancestral home. Considering the old folks and not wanting to
scare ra, Noe was actually being quite restrained.
Peregrine took a huge step back.
Noe chuckled. "Step forward, and I''ll release one dog leash. Your choice, Peregrine."
To the Pock family, this seemed like a fair deal.
Horatio paused his prayer, shocked at the scene unfolding before Noe, though an outsider might
think he was worried.
Helen straightened her dress. "Horatio, keep praying. This won''t affect you for a bit. Don''t worry
about Noe. The Pocks aren''t pushovers."
"Oh, I''m not worried about Noe. I''m worried for these poor souls."
Noe''s antics were nothing new to Horatio. He just couldn’t understand why these people were
deliberately seeking to cross paths with her, the harbinger of catastrophe.
Considering this, Horatio just shook his head sadly. "These poor souls have really strayed off the
path! If they need spiritual guidance afterward, they cane to our monastery. But given their
moral failures, there will be no discounts. In fact, it''ll cost more."
With that, Horatio closed his eyes and resumed his prayers, unfazed.
Peregrine didn''t dare move. He couldn''t believe that the Schnabel girl was this unhinged!
"I''m an elder here, and you''re out of line!"
Sexton scoffed. "I''m not gone yet, so what sort of elder are you? Noe represents the Pocks!
And since you brought up the issue with ra''s lineage, let''s settle that today, to avoid future
encounters."
Their patience with the Pock kin was wearing thin.
Peregrine was relentless. "I don''t agree! How can this wild girl im a ce in the Pock family
tree? She doesn''t even share ourst name!"
Sexton''s gaze fell on Palmer. "My position will eventually go to Palmer. He''ll be the next Pock
patriarch. Whatever concerns the Pock family, Palmer has the final say."
Palmer, the designated heir to both the Pock Group and family, nodded. "Then let''s not dy.
Today, we''ll remove you from the family tree. I''m informing you, not asking for your opinion. ra is
a Pock, regardless of herst name. If you can''t ept that, you''re out."
His words wereced with a cold finality, leaving no room for discussion.
Peregrine was stunned! Turning to Sexton and Helen, he saw they had already settled into chairs,
with Helen even sipping a Coke!
"This is outrageous!"
The Mastiffs growled, saliva dripping onto thewn as they snapped at Peregrine and his
companions. If the guards hadn''t held the leashes tightly, they would''ve been dinner for those
beasts!
Peregrine, trembling, took several steps back. "Let''s talk this out. We''re all family here, no need for
this..."
Palmer smirked, "Family? Alright, Annie, lock the gates. Let''s give Uncle Peregrine a proper
wee! In front of my mother, Uncle Peregrine ought to show some respect. Otherwise, what’s
the point of you being here?"
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The Mastiffs lunged at Peregrine, stopping just a hair''s breadth away as the guards held them back!
Peregrine copsed to the ground, soaked in sweat.
Annie, standing by the door, announced, "Mr. Kingsley Pock has secured the gates, and the
snipers brought by Peregrine have been detained and handed over to the police."
Kingsley Pock, the second grandson of the Pock family, who had been conspicuously absent,
had actually been quietly preparing at the entrance all along!
The snipers Peregrine had hired were all shady figures, now facing a long stint in prison, effectively
ending their careers.
Larson shouted, "This is too much! You''ve gone too far!"
With their significant influence, how could Palmer dare to send those men to the police? Didn''t he
worry about needing such connections in the future?
Palmerughed. "Please, my mother awaits in the hall. I wonder, facing her, will you feel any
trepidation?"
If it hadn''t been for their collusion back then, Palmer''s mother would still be here!
The Pock ancestral home seemed perpetually shrouded in a chill, no matter how many blooming
roses adorned its halls, failing to mask the coldness and sins of the old estate. It was here that
Palmer''s mother met her untimely demise at the hands of distant rtives of the Pock family, right
in front of Palmer''s eyes!
Peregrine''s gaze turned profound. He stared at Palmer, his heart racing with panic.
When had that young boy grown into such a formidable figure?
As the mansion''s doors shut, several snipers appeared on the walls, rifles in hand, all grinning down
at the Pock family gathered in the courtyard.
Phecda, with a lollipop in his mouth, raised an eyebrow. "Boss, just say the word, and we''ll take the
shot!"
Alkaid chuckled. "How could we miss out on this fun?"
Noe smiled slightly. The folks from Pris Star loved a good spectacle; she knew Phecda and the
others wouldn''t miss this for the world!
Wherever there was a hint of danger for Noe, the others would be there, always by her side!
She subtly raised her eyebrow, pointing towards Peregrine''s knee. "Target that, a gesture of respect
for the departed."
Peregrine looked at Noe in horror, and the next second, the bullet found its mark as if guided by
sight, piercing Peregrine''s knee!
"Ah! You''re all mad! Mad! Sexton, you''re just gonna stand there? Has the Pock family name been
forsaken?"
Sexton acted as if he saw nothing. "If Palmer wants to spoil hisdy, that''s his business, not mine.
I''m getting old, might as well have my picture up on the wall next. It''s the young folks'' world now."
Helen scoffed. "Stinks of treachery. Pay your respects to Kendra and then get lost!"