Chapter 324 Dead Fish The person who spoke was wearing a hood that obscured his profile. " Yes, sir. The set-up was done according to your orders. It's so subtle that no one will likely notice anything is amiss.
"Besides, Fabian is too full of himself to believe in fortune predictions that are based on object placements. The Quinnell family will be eliminated in two years, tops." The old man in the armchair drawled, "I told you, our goal isn't to eliminate the entire Quinnell family." He rose to his feet. “The Quinnells are tenacious, so we'll have to break them one by one. "Granted, those who are hardly ever hwould be tough to deal with, but the entertainment industry is vicious. We can start by targeting the youngest son." "You're right, I forgot about the youngest son," the person in the hooded shirt said, chuckling. "I suppose he makes for an easier target than his brothers." The old man rubbed the beads of his bracelet. "Try to be subtle about 1. Now go." "Yes, sir." It took more than a decade for them to slowly rearrange the set-up in the Quinnell residence. They weren't worried that Fabian would grow suspicious and consult a fortune teller.
After all, even the best fortune teller in this day and age wouldn't be able to crack the problems that lay within the set-up, unless Atwate Chap 324 Dead Frh was still alive. If everything went as planned, the Quinnells would meet their downfall soon.
But neither the old man nor his lackey had anticipated the Quinnells' long-lost heiress, who had supposedly grown up in a village, to be Atwater's disciple. In fact, Wynter was probably the only person who knew this.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat night, Wynter did not stay at the Quinnell residence. However, she had taken pictures of every corner of the house following her decision to go to Panzarath the next day.
Meanwhile, the house with the courtyard had been cleaned out, but it still lacked the furnishings to make it a proper residence.
As such, the Yarwoods arranged for Margaret and Wolf to stay in a hotel for the tbeing.
Presently, Wolf was rolling from one end of the large bed to the othe when he suddenly glanced up at the aquarium in the room. To his alarm, half the fish inside the tank were dead.
He frowned and quickly signed to Margaret to tell her he had nothing to do with the fish's sudden death.
Margaret was still going through her shopping list for tomorrow when her attention fell on the aquarium. She gasped. "Oh, what do we do? I don't even know what kind of fish they were. How am I supposed to -replace them?" Wolf thought about it, but just as he was about to snap a picture of the aquarium to send to Wynter, a low chuckle cfrom across the room.
224 Dead Fishi "Madam Margaret, what are you trying to replace? I'll get someone to help you with it." It was Dalton. Dressed in a suit and looking as dapper as ever, he gave Margaret an apologetic look. "I'm sorry I couldn't personally escort you and Wynter to Kingbourne. I was tied up with work the last two days.
"I was thinking about having dinner with you, but it's getting late. Ho about we stroll around town tomorrow?" Margaret quickly grabbed his arm when she saw him and said, Ernest, what do we do about the fish? They must have died from lack of oxygen, the poor things. Could you talk to the hotel management forand see if they'd let us compensate them?" "My family owns this hotel," Dalton replied.
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He had no intention of keeping his identity a secret from Marg-anymore. That said, he did find the fish's death En somewhat intrigu if not odd.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I must say, though, this breed of fish is known for being tough. I take a lot to kill them."
He walked up to the aquarium and tapped his knuckles against the glass tank, but half the koi fish inside had indeed died. Dalton raised a brow.
Wolf happened to be standing next to him in his little pajamas, and Dalton saw Wolf gazing skyward with a guilty look on his face.
Crouching down, Dalton cleared his throat and asked Wolf with a m Wolf ao knowing smile, wonder if you gave the fish a fright before this, Wo Wolf was only a child, and his eyes couldn't help but widen as he stared at Dalton warily.
Dalton had only been guessing, but when he saw Wolf's reaction, he couldn't help but darken his gaze and clench his fists.
Wynter returned to the hotel room at that moment and saw Dalton. and Wolf glowering at each other in a silent stand-off.