A Buddhist who is abstinent? Then who is the crying monster in her arms?

Jones Manor.

Deloria was kneeling in the living room, sobbing. "Father, Henry must have been wronged! You've watched him grow up since he was a child. Don't you know how well-behaved he is?"

The old man at the top didn't feel any sympathy at all, he just felt that her noise was giving him a headache.

"Nonsense! They're international police! Would they arrest people across borders without sufficient evidence?! They've already thrown the evidence in front of you, and you're still lying with your eyes open?!"

That loser is the only one who's good? He's so good, hit him hard!

What a bunch of idiots! None of them is worth worrying about!

Only his silly daughter, with her mother's filter, would think that her son would be a good person.

He had always disliked that grandson. He had been fake since he was young, with eyes full of cunning and sinisterness. He was exactly the same as his fake granddaughter.

Since they were little, they've only known how to mess him up. Hasn't he cleaned up their messes often enough?!

As long as the dirty deeds done by the brother and sister were not done in front of him, he always turned a blind eye, just to wait for the day when they would be caught. However, he did not expect that they would be even more excessive than he imagined.

Whenever he encountered such a bad thing, he missed his eldest son and grandson so much.

If it weren't for this bunch of rubbish interfering, and if he himself was in such a hopeless situation, he wouldn't be struggling to hold on and refuse to abdicate at such an old age.

"This must be a frame-up! It must have been Vina's doing. They've always been at odds, and Vina always wants to kill him! And Henry is busy with company matters every day, how could he do such a thing?!"

Deloria cried even louder, like a child weighing more than 800 pounds.

"Please save him! He's your only grandson now, and he's the only heir to the Jones family!"

Old Cole raised his eyelids and gave her a cold look. "Huh! Is that what you really want to say? After all, you've always been eyeing my position, haven't you?"

When she married into the family of a commoner, wasn't it just to get a bigger share and fight for the inheritance rights?

Deloria was choked by his words, but since he had made it clear, she decided to come clean and stop pretending.

The makeup on her face was wet with tears, and it was all smudged. She sobbed but said confidently,

"Am I wrong, father? Vina is a bastard, and we don't even know whether Cole is dead or alive. Do you have other heirs besides Henry?"

Old Cole didn't want to say anything more to her, so he simply closed his eyes.

"Anyway, I won't save Henry, and I don't have the ability to do so! Go away. If you behave yourself in the future, your family will always have a share of the family business dividends."

The implication was that they would not have any right of inheritance. And if they wanted to live a rich and luxurious life, they had to obey.

"Father, I promise you that our family will never again dream of inheriting the throne. I only ask that you save Henry! He's only 23 years old, still just a child!"

Dolores' nails had dug deep into the flesh behind her back, and she lowered her head to hide the viciousness and resentment in her eyes.

That old fool! If she hadn't wanted to develop her son's abilities and keep him to support the family business and work for her son, would he still be alive today?

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, she just needs to wait until Henry comes out, and then his words will naturally be invalid, and her good father should also "step down and enjoy his old age."

Old Cole couldn't stand it any longer, so he picked up the teacup on the table and smashed it on her.

"Idiot! Don't you understand what I'm saying? They're international police!"

IC·PO!

It's already involved in international affairs, do you still think you can save it just because you want to?!

Do you think your good-for-nothing son was in detention for just a minor offense?! I think the reason he's so stupid is that he inherited your stupid genes!

If you don’t get out of here now, don’t ever come back here again!”

Deloria couldn't dodge in time and was splashed with tea, falling to the ground.

What a pity, the tea was only warm.

The old butler who was watching closely was about to step forward to take the person out when another deputy butler who was waiting outside came in to report.

"Old sir, the Duke of Berlin and the leader of the mercenary group are here together."

The Duke of Berlin, Kohl's great uncle, inherited the title from his grandfather.

Old Cole was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and said quickly, "Please come in."

"Yes." The deputy housekeeper hurried out to invite someone.

Doloria was also picked up by the old butler and placed aside temporarily, her figure blocked by the old butler.

Before Old Cole could greet him, the Duke of Berlin took the lead and sat on the sofa, saying,

"Old Cole, I won't waste my time talking to you. I came here today just to ask you for someone."

Although the two families are relatives, the Duke of Berlin, the eldest brother-in-law, is about the same age as old Kohl and has a quick temper, so he never likes those roundabout and false temptations.

Old Cole suppressed the anger that had just been aroused by Dolores and asked, "Oh? Who does the Duke want to see?"

"The murderer of my sister and nephew is your daughter, Deloria."

There was an icy light in the Duke of Berlin's eyes, and his gaze vaguely looked behind the old butler.

Hearing this, Dolores felt a little flustered, but when she thought about how many years had passed and it was impossible for them to find evidence, she felt relieved.

Anyway, as long as she didn't acknowledge it, what could the Duke do? He wouldn't be able to do anything to her, and her father would definitely side with her. She was his only living child!

Old Cole's expression suddenly changed. "Berlin, you need evidence for what you say."

Although even he himself looked down on his stupid and foolish daughter, he would not allow anyone to slander her at will, even if it was the biological brother of his eldest daughter-in-law.

"You want evidence? I have it." Cole stood up.

Old Cole looked up at the masked man. His eyes were so similar to his own that there was no way he could mistake him.

He stood up excitedly and pointed at the man, "You..."

Cole took off his mask and looked at him with a complicated look. He placed the evidence in front of him and took a few steps back.

"Grandfather, long time no see. All the evidence you want is here."

"Cole..."

Old Cole looked at his distant attitude and smiled bitterly.

Looking at the thick stack of documents on the table, he simply picked them up and started looking through them.

Deloria, who was originally slumped on the ground pretending to be dead, suddenly rushed out when she heard these two familiar names.

Looking at that familiar face, Dolores' expression turned a little ferocious. "Cole? You've already left the family and have nothing to do with them anymore. Why are you back?!"

Cole did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes at all, and his cold gaze pierced her like a sharp blade.

"Why did I come back? Of course I came back to seek revenge on you, the murderer of my mother, my dear aunt."