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Chapter 80 The Cursed Howlett Family, the Source of the Curse!
"Impossible, how is this possible!"

Logan was shocked when he saw the name in the book and couldn't help shaking his head.

Although two hundred years have passed, he is not to the point where he can't even remember his own home.

This villa was completely different from the manor he had in mind. In his memory, the Howlett family's manor was in the city, while this place was just a farm in the suburbs.

“Maybe they moved?”

Victor put down the notes and looked at the portrait in the cabinet again. The woman in the portrait vaguely overlapped with a figure in his memory.

He turned to Logan and said, "Look, these eyes look so much like yours."

"Elizabeth..."

Logan looked at the woman in the portrait and was a little dazed for a moment.

Two hundred years ago in America, Mr. Howlett was proud to be one of the first colonists, using advanced foreign knowledge to open up this wild land.

As time went by, the original Howlett family gradually formed.

And his son, John Howlett, and Elizabeth gave birth to another son, James Howlett, now Logan Howlett.

But in fact, John Howlett did not know until his death that his beloved son was not a descendant of his Howlett family, but the illegitimate son of Elizabeth and the gardener, a monster with bony claws who was despised by everyone.

Past memories kept fluctuating in his mind. A strange emotion drove Logan to stare at the portrait. The blurred figure in his mind gradually became clearer because of the portrait.

He couldn't help but stretch out his hand, but he could only touch the cold cabinet glass. She in the portrait was still as beautiful as ever.

"She doesn't deserve your grief."

Seeing this, Victor reached out and patted Logan on the shoulder and comforted him softly.

"What's wrong, you two? You seem very interested in this painting?"

James returned to the studio, looked at the two people gathered around the portrait, and asked.

Being interrupted, the memory of Wolverine in Logan's mind instantly subsided, and the strange emotions in his heart also dissipated, returning to normal.

Logan smiled at the portrait, then turned around and asked, "Is the matter resolved? What are those police officers doing here?"

"Nothing, they're just here to look for someone."

James smiled and said nonchalantly, "It is said that several prisoners escaped. These guys are really nagging. It is their own business that the prisoners escaped. Why did they come to me? Can I make the prisoners appear? Anyway, I sent them away."

Logan couldn't help but frown as he listened to his words, feeling something was strange.

If a normal person hears that a criminal has escaped and a few strangers have just sneaked into his home, the first thing he would do is to point the finger and ask the police to come in and take a look.

Besides, they are the patrol team, a government department that captures mutants. They are capable of doing anything to capture mutants.

James was able to dismiss them with a few words.
"Okay, now there's nothing else to interrupt our chat. I've prepared some tea and snacks downstairs. Please follow me."

James said with a smile, inviting the two to go downstairs.

Logan felt a little uneasy, but Victor readily accepted the invitation and followed James downstairs. Logan had no choice but to follow behind James.

But when going downstairs, James took the initiative to bring up the curse.

"By the way, you two, I think I need to explain the curse that George mentioned just now."

As he walked downstairs, he said calmly, "But this curse is actually just a rumor spread by word of mouth. I don't know the details. Legend has it that a monster with wolf claws appeared in the family and killed my great-grandfather, Mr. John Howlett."

"At the time, this incident spread like wildfire, and many people were afraid to approach us for fear of becoming the monster's target. So my grandfather had no choice but to move the Howlett family to the suburbs, away from the crowd."

James said with a look of regret: "It happened to be the time when the U.S. economy was booming. To be honest, if that incident hadn't happened, the Howlett family would definitely be a famous family now, instead of just being a farmer."

"In that era, there were opportunities everywhere, and they had the capital to invest in any industry. It's a pity that the spread of the curse prevented many stock markets from accepting the Howlett family. It's a pity."

James couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, feeling that the Howlett family had missed the most likely opportunity to become a prominent family.

But he didn't notice that Logan and Victor behind him couldn't help but look at each other.

They also didn't expect that they were the source of the curse, and that an event from two hundred years ago would affect the present.

James, who was walking in front, continued to talk to himself: "It is also because of this curse that many people are unwilling to contact us. I haven't had any friends for decades. Even if I want to explain, I can't change the rumors that have lasted for two hundred years."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and looked at Logan and Victor, smiling, "You are the only people who have dared to contact me in the past few decades. No matter what you think, in my eyes, we are already friends. I welcome you very much."

As they were talking, the three of them had returned to the first floor, and James invited Logan and the others to have tea in the tea room.

Logan glanced at the lobby on the first floor and realized that the entire first floor was quiet. Only Clarice was sitting on the sofa, swinging her legs boredly.

As for James' son George, no one knew where he had gone.

Seeing Clarice looking bored, Logan waved at her and said, "Let's go, Mr. James invites us for tea."

Clarice trotted up, grabbed Logan's clothes, and asked with a bored look on her face, "When are we leaving here?"

Just as Logan was about to answer, James, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Don't be so anxious, kid. I guess you must be bored. How about going with us to have a cup of tea and chat?"

After he finished speaking, he looked around and shook his head helplessly, "George, this kid must have gone shopping with the maid again. He doesn't have many friends and is always lonely. He usually stays at home. Going shopping with the maid is one of the few times he can go shopping in the city. But don't worry, he will be back soon. I believe he will bring you a toy. Let's wait together, okay?"

"I'll just wait in the living room."

Clarice shook her head and walked back to the sofa in a daze, worried.

"Since she doesn't like tea, let's go."

James smiled and waved to Logan and Victor.

Logan had no choice but to keep up with his pace, but he couldn't help but look closely at the villa. Some sealed memories slowly emerged because of the layout of the villa, coupled with the retro decoration, there was an indescribable sense of familiarity.

When passing by a cabinet, Victor suddenly reached out his hand and stroked the cabinet in a trance. "I used to wipe tables like this often, but when I wiped it, I had to stand on a stool and tiptoe."

Logan smiled. He knew that Victor was talking about the time when he was a servant in the Orlite family.

He was still very young at that time, and was often forced by his father to come and clean the table. His father also taught him etiquette such as greeting people from the Howlett family.

Soon, several people came to the tea room, which had a fine solid wood tea table inside and a floor-to-ceiling window outside, through which one could directly see the entire farm. The green farmland, the dense forest in the distance, and the hazy mountains farther away, created an indescribable beauty.

James invited the two to sit down at the coffee table, where tea sets and a pot of boiling water were already placed.

He pulled out a sealed bag of tea from under the coffee table and said with a smile, "This is tea sent from England. It has a mellow flavor. I have never been willing to drink it. Today is your day, and it can finally be opened."

The seal on the tea bag was torn off, and a faint scent of tea filled the air.

Logan looked at the simple tea-making tools on the table and the beautifully packaged tea leaves. He couldn't help but shook his head and said with a smile, "Maybe the tea from the East tastes better. When it comes to drinking tea, no one can compare to their tradition."

James just smiled and said nothing, concentrating on making tea.

Logan also lay comfortably on the sofa, looking sideways at the floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the beautiful scenery outside.

But after looking for a while, he couldn't help but frown. The scenery outside made him feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong at the moment.

After taking a closer look, he suddenly noticed that all the livestock in the sheepfold and horsefold outside were gone, even the horses in the stables had disappeared without a trace, and the farm workers who were supposed to be working in the fields were also missing. The entire farm surrounding the villa was so quiet that it was a little scary.

In an instant, Logan couldn't help but frown, and his eyes swept over James without leaving a trace, his heart full of doubts.

On the other hand, Victor on the opposite side was very interested at this moment. He watched the process of James making tea and seemed to be very interested in the tea.

Soon, James poured the brewed tea into small cups and handed them to Logan and Victor. "I haven't made tea for a long time, so my skills are a little rusty. Try it and see if it tastes the same."

Victor nodded repeatedly, picked it up, blew on it and drank it, and Logan didn't even have time to refuse.

After drinking the tea, Victor said with emotion: "This tea is really good, very fragrant and tasty."

Logan felt helpless when he saw his appearance, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Seeing that both of them had drunk tea, James' face was instantly filled with smiles, and then he patted his head, as if he remembered something important, and said regretfully: "Damn, I forgot to prepare snacks. How can we drink tea without snacks? You two, wait for me for a moment, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he stood up and left the tea room.

Logan watched him close the door, then quickly spat out the tea in his mouth, trying his best not to leave any tea stains in his mouth.

Victor looked surprised, "Jimmy, what are you doing? This is good tea."

After Logan finished drinking the tea in his mouth, he hurriedly urged, "Go to the toilet and spit out the tea you just drank. There's something wrong here!"

Hearing this, Victor looked calm, "Jimmy, you think too much. Besides, even if there is a problem, the poison will have no effect on us. The self-healing factor can repair any cells damaged by the poison. Don't worry, it's okay."

Seeing this, Logan wanted to say something, but the door was pushed open and James walked in with several plates of cakes and desserts.

"This is a cake made by the maids. It's very delicious. Come and have a try."

James put the dessert on the table. The exquisite dessert looked very appetizing.

Victor couldn't wait to pick up a piece and eat it in big mouthfuls, and couldn't help but praise it again and again.

Logan looked at the delicious food but had no intention of eating it.

"What's wrong? Is it not to your liking?"

James asked with concern, and then added: "In addition to these, there are some other desserts at home. I'll find whatever you like."

Logan waved his hand, "Don't bother, I just had a full meal and now I don't have much appetite, you guys just eat."

James was relieved and said with a smile: "Well, there are a lot of cakes anyway, we can eat them anytime."

Seeing that he didn't urge him to eat the cakes and didn't behave in any strange way, Logan felt relieved. He just hoped that he was overthinking it.

But just as this thought came to his mind, Victor opposite him suddenly frowned, put down the teacup in his hand heavily, and his facial features almost twisted together.

Seeing this, Logan panicked and hurried forward to ask, "Victor, what's wrong with you?"

Victor had a ferocious expression on his face. At this moment, he just felt dizzy and everything in front of him was spinning.

He pointed at the tea on the table and loudly asked James, "What did you put in the tea!"

Hearing this, Logan immediately confirmed his thoughts, glanced at James behind him, and then pretended to be dizzy, holding his head and gritting his teeth in pain.

When James saw the two of them like this, he stopped pretending and slowly stood up, looking at them with a sneer on his face.

Logan pretended to stumble and fall, then he lay on the ground holding his head tightly, and asked, "Why did you drug us first? Who are you and what do you want to do?"

"Logan Howlett, or should I call you James Howlett?"

James stood in front of Logan like a winner and said with a smile, "Does this place look familiar to you? It's just like the Howlett Manor before?"

"Who are you anyway, the Howlett family?"

Logan struggled to speak, looking as if he was enduring severe pain.

James smiled and said, "The Howlett family is long gone, but this is indeed the legacy left by the Howlett family. Since the Howlett family filed for bankruptcy last century, everything has been sealed away."

"And I am not a descendant of the Howlett family. I am an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. In order to lure you out, S.H.I.E.L.D. spared no expense and asked me to wait for you here. We believed that you would definitely come back here, but we didn't expect to bump into you so soon."

After James finished speaking, he heaved a long sigh of relief, "Now, I can finally go back and report to you. It's a pity that I haven't been able to enjoy such a big villa."

Logan listened to his words with a frown on his face, and instantly understood everything.

No wonder James was so enthusiastic about them and was able to send the patrol team away with just a few words. All of this was to lure them into the cage!

When Victor, who was standing by, heard this, his face was filled with pain and anger.

"Damn bastard, how dare you lie to me!"

He hates others deceiving his feelings the most!

Although he didn't have any good memories of the Howlett family estate, those were his memories from the same year, but the agents of SHIELD dared to use these memories to plot against him!

Anger made Victor struggle to stand up, and he staggered towards James while enduring the severe pain. However, due to the effect of the drug, he was now so weak that he couldn't even swing his fists.

After taking two steps, his legs went limp and he collapsed back into the chair. The pain in his head became more intense, as if his skull was cracking.

James looked at him and said with a smile, "Don't struggle. What you just drank was the latest product developed by the laboratory. It is specially prepared for mutants like you. After taking it, even the most powerful X-gene will not be able to resist it. What's more, your current X-gene has already had problems."

After a pause, he smiled again and said, "But don't worry, these drugs will only destroy your body and will not be fatal. When S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Patrol come and put suppression collars on you, I will inject you with the antidote. Don't worry, they will be here soon. They are on their way."

"Damn it!"

Logan was furious when he heard this, but he stopped pretending, and suddenly jumped up from the ground, grabbed his neck tightly, and lifted him up.

Fortunately, he discovered the loophole in the villa in time and became wary of this so-called James. Otherwise, if he had drunk tea and eaten snacks without any scruples like Victor did, they would have been in complete trouble.

However, he didn't expect that the people from SHIELD would be so shameless as to use the Howlett family to set a trap for him!

At the same time, James looked at Logan in astonishment. The force coming from his neck made it impossible for him to breathe. He kept struggling to pry Logan's arms open, but the iron hands like fine steel were not something he could shake with his strength.

The feeling of suffocation frightened him, "How... How is it possible that you drank tea too!"

Logan snorted coldly and did not respond.

At this moment, Clarice suddenly ran in, her petite face full of panic, "There's a car approaching the farm!"

As she spoke, she saw Logan strangling James, and also saw Victor sitting on the sofa with a painful look on his face, and she couldn't help but be distracted.

"Damn it!"

Logan didn't bother to explain and quickly ran to the window to take a closer look.

I saw several black SUVs driving into the farm and stopping in front of the villa.

A very familiar figure got out of the car. It was the fully armed Brock Rumlow, the head of the S.H.I.E.L.D. task force!

Since he's here, there must be other SHIELD agents nearby.

(End of this chapter)