Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

The vast conference room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Members of the Radcliffe Clan all lowered their heads, daring not to take a deep breath.

“Where are your shares!”

Slap!

Zade Radcliffe’s palm slammed onto the table, his face looking extremely ugly.

“I bought them.”

Julius Reed smiled faintly, making no effort to hide his derision.

“What! Weren’t the buyers supposed to be wealthy businessmen from Five-river Province?”

A member of the Radcliffe Clan lifted his head, asking in horror, “Could it be…” “Indeed, the person who bought your shares is me.”

Seeing the Radcliffe Family members widen their eyes in shock, Julius Reed shrugged his shoulders, saying somewhat helplessly, “I thought we were all family, so I was willing to offer a higher price. But who knew that as soon as you received the phone call, you sold the shares immediately.”

After leaving Radcliffe Group yesterday, Julius Reed immediately arranged for Ovidiu Cook to secretly acquire shares of Radcliffe Group.

The members of the Radcliffe Clan couldn’t wait to get rid of their shares the moment they received the call. Faced with Golden Eagle Group’s suppression, these stocks could potentially become worthless. Naturally, they were happy to cash out when someone was willing to take them off their hands.

But never in their wildest dreams did the Radcliffe Family members imagine that Julius Reed was the one buying the stocks!

“Otis! What about your shares! As long as the two of us still have ours, there is hope!”

Zade Radcliffe was, after all, someone who had experienced major events. He took a deep breath and turned to look at Otis.

The shares owned by the grandson and grandfather duo had a significant percentage; together, they still stood a chance.

“Old man, take a closer look. Otis’s shares are included as well,” said Julius Reed with a faint smile, hands in his pockets.

“Julius… when did you…”

Upon hearing the two’s conversation, Quella Radcliffe failed to react for a moment.

Since leaving the Group yesterday, they had been together the whole time.

She had no idea that Julius Reed had stepped out to acquire shares.

“I told you that you married a rich second generation. But you didn’t believe me, what can I do?”

Julius Reed looked at Quella Radcliffe’s incredulous face, a hint of blissful smile on his lips.

With him there, no one could bully Quella Radcliffe.

Not anyone.

“Now, you can leave this company.”

Turning away, Julius Reed’s expression changed instantly.

Dealing with Zade Radcliffe was the most conflicting for him. If it weren’t for Quella’s grandfather, Julius would have taken action against this ungrateful man long ago.

But not killing him didn’t mean Zade Radcliffe and Otis hadn’t repeatedly given Quella a hard time, almost wishing to drive their own granddaughter onto the streets.

“Julius Reed…”

“Security, throw him out!”

Julius Reed abruptly cut off Zade Radcliffe’s words and gestured to the security guards at the door.

Now that he had control over the majority of the shares and was the largest shareholder of Radcliffe Group, how could the security guards dare not listen to him?

“I’m sorry for the offense!”

The security guards took a deep breath, walked behind Zade Radcliffe, and carried him up in one move.

“How dare you! Ungrateful wretches, you forget kindness and repay it with ingratitude!”

Zade Radcliffe cursed loudly.

He was so angry he was about to explode, but was utterly helpless.

He had calculated every possibility, yet he never expected to fall at the hands of his own family.

“I apologize for the offense!”

The security guards steeled themselves and carried Zade Radcliffe straight out of the conference room.

“Quella Radcliffe, Julius Reed! You both wait for me!”

All along the way, Zade Radcliffe kept cursing.

What he had calculated just yesterday had all come to nothing today. The saying ‘to lose the wife and the soldiers’ could not be more apt.

“Now, is anyone still unwilling to comply with Quella Radcliffe’s wishes?”

Julius Reed turned around, his cold gaze sweeping over the members of the Radcliffe Clan in the room.

With Quella Radcliffe now holding the shares, these people had no chance to oppose her! But he knew all too well that Zade Radcliffe and the others would certainly not admit defeat.

Everyone hung their heads low, submerged in a stretch of silence.

If even Zade Radcliffe had been defeated, what waves could they possibly make?

Gonzalez City, Brandons’ Residence.

Damian Brandon and his wife Parthasarathy Ellsworth sat in the living room, wordless.

The ashtray on the coffee table was already crammed with cigarette butts, Damian Brandon’s face showed signs of decay, his eyes full of bloodshot veins, and a long beard had grown.

Parthasarathy Ellsworth sat next to the sofa, crying inconsolably.

“Master, the eldest young master has returned!”

The Brandon family’s butler walked slowly into the living room and spoke softly.

“Huh!”

Hearing the butler’s words, Damian Brandon let out a long sigh of relief. He took a deep drag of the cigarette in his mouth, then snuffed out the butt on the coffee table.

“Madam, let’s go!”

Getting up, he managed to squeeze out a wry smile.

A few days ago, Jaxen Brandon had been killed in his own villa! The Brandon family bodyguards and Cash Leopold who were with him also died there.

Dozens of people, not one survived.

The Brandons had sent people to investigate, but to this point, they had not found a single lead. However, they had received news that Jaxen Brandon had visited the Radcliffe Group before his death and even hired a Shadow Warrior to kidnap the Radcliffe granddaughter, Quella Radcliffe.

But now, Quella Radcliffe was still very much alive.

So Damian Brandon was convinced that his son’s death was related to Quella Radcliffe!

What everyone did not know, however, was that the Brandon Family did not have just one son, but two.

The elder son was named Cameron Brandon, who had grown up abroad since he was a child.

Upon learning of his brother’s tragic death, Cameron Brandon, with his people, hurried back to Gonzalez City overnight.

“Father, Mother!”

Upon seeing Damian Brandon and Parthasarathy Ellsworth, Cameron Brandon asked with bloodshot eyes, “Who did this?”

“For the time being, it seems to be tied to that woman from the Radcliffe family. Moreover, according to my information, Jaxen once had a conflict with this woman’s husband at the hotel and even got slapped in the face.”

Damian Brandon said fiercely, “If Jaxen’s death is indeed their doing, I want the Radcliffe family to pay with their lives!”

After receiving the news of Jaxen Brandon’s death, as Damian Brandon recovered from his grief, he immediately used his connections to investigate Jaxen’s enemies.

It just so happened that the incident of Jaxen Brandon’s conflict with Julius Reed at the Azure Percival Hotel was uncovered, combined with Quella Radcliffe, he was nearly certain that his son’s death was related to this couple.

But to his frustration, it seemed Aron Jackson was also involved.

“No matter who it is, I want them to join my son in death!”

Parthasarathy Ellsworth, overcome with anguish, threw herself into Damian Brandon’s arms and wept uncontrollably.

Cameron Brandon, who had lived abroad for a long time, seldom returned to his home country. In recent years, the one who had stayed by his parents’ side was Jaxen Brandon.

Now that her child was killed, she was nearly falling apart.

“Mother, I will capture that woman right away! And I’ll also seize Aron Jackson!”

Cameron Brandon took a deep breath, his fists cracking with tension.

Though he was not in his home country, that did not mean he lacked feelings for his brother. On the contrary, the two brothers were very close; Jaxen used to visit his elder brother abroad each year to spend some time together. “Aron Jackson has some influence in Gonzalez City, you must be careful!”

Hearing his son’s words, Damian Brandon warned. He was filled with rage and sorrow, yet he remained rational.

“Father, don’t worry, a mere Aron Jackson can’t trouble me!”

Damian Brandon’s eyes flashed with a fierce light, his lips trembling slightly, “Even if he has nothing to do with my brother’s death, I will still take him down! He dared to slap a member of the Brandon family in the face, he’s really grown tired of living!”

Over the years, he had established connections with a group of very capable people abroad, among them some top Shadow Warriors.

After receiving Damian Brandon’s phone call, he immediately flew back to Gonzalez City.

“Aron Jackson! Your time has come!”

Having said that, he turned and left the Brandons’ Residence..