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Chatper 444
Chatper 444
Chatper 444
Luna chimed in, "You must find him, Mom. I'll make him suffer for disrespecting our family."
Gina quickly assured them, "Don't worry, Luna. Anyone who disrespects you is disrespecting us—I will definitely avenge you."
Jade studied Gina just then. "Does your family have that much influence? The bastard was quite pompous and probably was well-connected himself."
Gina quickly smiled, not one to be put down. "We do have some influence here in Riverton. Oh, and I forgot—Helen here is partnered with the Turnbull family. Y'know, one of the top families in the capital."
"Really? I guess you don't amount to nothing." Jade snorted haughtily, still dismissive towards Gina's family. "By the way, have you heard about the Fielden family's hundred-year old drakeroot?"
"Of course." Gina quickly nodded, although she had also heard that it was a family heirloom for the Fieldens.
"That's why I've come to Riverton—to get the drakeroot and cure Luna's illness," Jade said nonchalantly. "I would also be checking if you Northstream Lanes have what it takes to be received back to the main family."
After all, Henry had not inherited anything from his family—he came alone to Northstream to build
something for himself as soon as he reached adulthood. Though he did not succeed, he still managed
to create a legacy.
Nonetheless, his eldest brother Mark had fallen ill recently, and Mark expressed hopes for Henry to be
brought back to the family.
Gina nodded repeatedly in turn. "Don't worry, Jade. We're family—your troubles are ours. We will also
do our best to buy the drakeroot for you."
"Mom..." Helen was going to warn his mom to think before she made promises.
The drakeroot was the Fieldens' heirloom, and they would never sell it easily—Gina might even end up
offending both Jade and the Fieldens if things went south!
However, Gina shot Helen a glare, warning her to stay out of this.
On the other hand, Jade was nodding in approval. -
Meanwhile, Frank returned to Skywater Bay.
There was no else since Winter had classes, and he took off his jacket and threw himself comfortably
on the couch.
However, just as he thought about training, there was suddenly a sharp crash from the tearoom. Frank
frowned—did a burglar break in? How bold of them to do it in broad daylight!
He sprang up and hurried over, only to find Frida Blue lying on the floor, covered in blood.
She breathed a long sigh of relief as soon as she saw him. "Help me, Mr. Lawrence..."
"What happened?" Frank hurried to her and helped her stand, and saw that she was bleeding freely from a gash on her belly.
He quickly sealed her veins to stop the bleeding, while Frida explained feebly, "I'm. being hunted."
"Who are they?" Frank pressed. "The Salazars?"
Frida shook her head. "No. It's Neil Turnbull."
"What? Why would he do that?" Frank was dumbstruck. "Aren't you an ally to the Turnublls?"
Did Neil have a brainfart, hunting his own?!
"It's exactly because I lost a hand and greatly weakened. And he said I can't lead the family's bodyguards."