Chapter 20
"About that—" After some contemtion, Kingsley answered, "To be honest, Keene, the owner of
Coliree Group used to be myrade. I merely seized the opportunity to execute the acquisition
since he was already nning to do so. He''s also the one who dispatched the Special Forces here
—"
"The owner of Coliree Group used to be yourrade?" Keene asked in astonishment. "Is that why
you made that bet with Grandpa?"
She had absolute trust in Kingsley and believed everything that he said.
Kingsley nodded. "That''s right. Since we have a strong rtionship, executing a contract or two
wouldn''t be an issue. I''ll arrange a time for you to meet him when I''m free."
Keene was so ted that she hugged his neck.
Meanwhile, Cecilia felt a tad jealous when she saw their intimate interaction and coughed before
saying, "Don''t get all excited and hug each other yet. Have you thought of what we should do with
Mr.
Kean?"
After being reminded by Cecilia, Keene suddenly remembered that she was there for a blind date
with Andrew. However, she doubted that they could proceed with the date due to themotion.
"What should we do?" Keene asked anxiously. "If I do not proceed with the blind date, my adoptive
parents are going to make a big fuss!"
Just when Keene was feeling distressed about it, her phone suddenly rang.
When she answered it, a maic voice could be heard. "Hello, is this Keene Wynn?"
Keene nced at both Kingsley and Cecilia before she turned on speaker mode. Then, she
answered the call and said, "That''s me. You must be Mr. Kean. I''ve reached Ramada Hotel, but—"
Before she couldplete her sentence, Andrew interrupted to say, "I''m terribly sorry, Miss Wynn. I
can''t make it to the
blind date today."
Reene was surprised while Andrew continued, "Miss Wynn, I''m back in the country to prepare for an
academic forum which could be a turning point in my career. However, my professor went missing
yesterday, and the forum can''t go on without him. Consequently, my career would suffer a big blow
because of that. Before I find him, I will not have the time or mood for blind dates. I''m sorry about
this." Immediately, he hung up the phone.
As Reene listened to the beeping sound after the call ended, she eximed in excitement, "He
won''t be able toe! My adoptive parents will not be able to me it f n on me!
Kingsley frowned and asked, "What is Mr. Kean''s full name?"
"His name is Andrew Kean, and he justpleted his studies at Sweoya. What''s the matter? Do
you know him?" Reene asked doubtfully.
He smirked and replied, "You could say that, I guess. He''s an acquaintance."
Yesterday, he had just captured a spy from Sweoya whose identity was a professor participating in
an academic forum there. When he was captured, he even yelled that he was Andrew''s professor.
Both of them were probably rted, and it was obvious that Andrew''s professor who went missing
was Boris!
"Beene, you don''t have to worry about this since I''ve got a hold over him. If he decides to proceed
with the blind date in the future, I have my ways of dealing with him."
Immediately after, he received a call from Hades. "Ares, we managed to locate the Nicholson
Family''s old house address! However, it has been upied by someone else. You should go and
see for yourself."
Noticing that Kingsley looked distracted, Keene asked, "Did something happen?"
"M-Myrade is moving houses. I''ll go help out."
When she saw how serious his expression was, Keene stopped probing and said worriedly, "In that
case, you should go now. Please be careful..."
After giving a brief response, Kingsley drove over instantly. Throughout the entire ride, he felt
anxious as it was his first time returning home after seven years. He could finally go home after so
long, after all!
When we returned to the family home this time, he vowed to announce to everyone in Cleapolis that
the Nicholson Family still existed and was as glorious as always!
Based on the address that Hades provided, he managed to locate the house in no time. However,
as he looked at the scene in front of his eyes, anger rushed through him!
A luxurious mansion was built on the Nicholsons''nd, and the words ''Summer Residence'' were
engraved on the gold-ted que.
The gates of the residence opened at that moment, and the ce was crowded with luxury cars
driving in and out.
Kingsley was so frustrated that he clenched his fists. Did they think that there was no one left in the
Nicholson Family? How dare they openly upy the Nicholsons'' property?
Suddenly, a thought came to his mind.
Could it be that Summers Residence was rted to the fire that happened back then?
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He then sent a text message over to Hades. ''Investigate Summers Residence.''
Not longter, Hades sent a document over. ''Randy Summers, head of the Summers Family,
suddenly made a fortune seventeen years ago. He then established a few enterprises with
Summers Corporation being its core business...''
Kingsley stopped reading, for the phrase ''seventeen years ago'' gave him an eyesore. No one would
believe it if Randy denied that he had anything to do with the fatal fire that happened back then!
Randy had made a fortune at the same time the Nicholson Family fell apart. Adding to that, he built
the Summers Mansion on top of the Nicholsons''nd.
He must be the murderer! There''s no other way to exin it!
Suddenly, a beautiful long-haired girl in a red mini dress came knocking on his car window. Her
beauty was slightly above
average, but her body was smoking hot.
A ribbon was draped over her shoulder and she wore a name tag that read, ''Reed Modeling
Agency, Ka Brooke''.
As she bent over, she knocked on the car''s window and tried to tell him off. "The Summers Family is
having a birthday banquet today, so you can''t park your car here."
Kingsley looked around and noticed that more than a dozen luxury cars were stopped on the square
outside the gate. "Since the other cars are parked here, why can''t I do the same?"
She looked at him with contempt and replied, "You''re daring enough to ask, eh? Did you notice that
all of the cars here are worth at least one million? Take a look at your lousy car—can it be
compared with the others?"