"July is gone, and whatever you say now is useless!"
Liam Monroe took another look at Kyle Keaton, his eyes full of disappointnt: "I really don’t understand why I lost to soone like you..."
Later, Liam Monroe left.
Kyle Keaton felt like his entire body had lost its support, teetering on the edge of collapse.
Thomas Grant quickly stepped forward, "Lord Keaton, are you all right?"
"I only wish I wasn’t."
Kyle Keaton closed his eyes.
If he could die like this and join her in the Underworld, continuing as husband and wife, that wouldn’t be so bad.
But for now, he still had so matters to settle.
"Have everyone from the White Family captured."
Kyle Keaton ordered.
He hadn’t forgotten the information unintentionally revealed amidst Liam Monroe’s earlier hysterics.
A hex?
Was it really this thing that caused his loathing and headaches toward July Quinn?
No wonder nothing was found despite nurous hospital tests.
If Bianca White dared to use such things on him, Kyle Keaton, she must have been prepared for his crazed retaliation once discovered.
"Yes."
Seeing Kyle Keaton keeping himself occupied reassured Thomas Grant quite a bit.
Otherwise, under the current circumstances, nobody would know what Kyle Keaton might do.
Thomas Grant quickly sent orders to The Vanguard Corps.
A few minutes later, the Vanguard War General of the Keaton Family knocked on the White Family’s door.
At that mont, Arthur White was still dreaming of becoming an uncle to Lord Keaton.
Yes, with July Quinn gone, he believed marrying Bianca White to Kyle Keaton was a done deal.
He would soon rise to great heights, and naturally, he could no longer live in The White Estate.
"Butler, go find so quality land, I need to build a better mansion than this one."
However, just as he finished speaking, a servant rushed in, "Not good, Mr. White. The Keaton Family’s Vanguard War General has broken in."
"What?!"
Arthur White was sowhat dumbfounded.
Arthur White couldn’t understand why there’s such a commotion when they were about to form a family alliance, but hiding seed right.
But as he hurriedly headed towards the back door with his head down, he ran into a dark gun barrel.
"Mr. White, where are you going?" Patrick Sullivan asked expressionlessly.
"There’s an issue at my company, I just need to step out for a mont," Arthur White quickly made an excuse.
"Lord Keaton has requested your entire family to take a trip," Patrick Sullivan, too lazy to beat around the bush, stated the intention straightforwardly.
"Let first handle the company’s affairs, then I’ll visit Lord Keaton myself, how about that?"
The Keaton Family’s Vanguard War General ca aggressively, clearly with unfriendly intentions.
If Arthur White could flee at this mont, he would undoubtedly escape abroad rather than foolishly seek out Kyle Keaton.
Think his life is too long?
"Not happening."
Patrick Sullivan pointed the gun at Arthur White’s forehead.
"But the company’s matters..." Arthur White was sweating profusely.
Yet Patrick Sullivan didn’t even give him a chance to finish, cutting him off directly.
"Stop bringing up the company. If you survive eting Lord Keaton, then think about your company’s issues."
Hearing this, all color drained from Arthur White’s face.
Although he had guessed when he saw the Keaton Family’s War General co aggressively, hearing it with his own ears still frightened him, causing him to collapse spinelessly to the ground.
Patrick Sullivan gave him a cold, disdainful glance: "Take them away."
Soon, the dozen or so mbers of the White Family were all taken away.
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