FreeNovel"Alright, quit spacing out now." Frank's calm call brought every Janko to their senses. "I've pacified Mr. Janko now—his left arm is broken, but he just needs bed rest for a period and he'll be fine." Walking up to Ned, he clapped him on the shoulder, leaving him stunned and confused. "Huh? Wha...?" "Go," Frank frowned, clearly hinting that he should clean up the mess and earn his keep as the next head of the Janko family.
When Ned finally understood, he forced a smile at Frank and nodded repeatedly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtstriding forward, he instructed the terrified servants to carry Ciril to another mansion to rest.
After that, he beckoned at the bodyguards.
Yed, who was still staring blankly at his son's corpse, was dragged to the middle of what remained of the main mansion.
"Speak!" Lothar bellowed at him. "Did you or did you not poison your father?!" With Ned, the family retainers and Lothar encircling him, Yed becwell aware that it was all over for him.
His heart only sank further when he saw that his son was dead.
He hung his head lifelessly, admitting to his crwordlessly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Insolent scum!" "You bastard!" "To think that | was ready to pledge my service after you succeed Ciril!!!" "You're worse than vermin!" The Janko retainers were screaming at Yed upon his confusion, almost sent over the edge by his attempt to kill his own father.
They had always known Yed was ambitious, but they had never dreamed that he would attempt patricide! And every single retainer present had been fighting alongside Ciril as he built his dynasty, and their loyalty to the man was unshakeable.
It was no wonder why they were incensed when they saw the extent of Yed's treachery! That was when an ashen-faced Paula ran out of nowhere, throwing her arms defensively around Yed as she howled, "Stop yelling at him! | was the one who poisoned Ciril! | did it—killif you want!" "What?!" Lothar's cheek was clenched when he saw how protective Paula was toward Yed.
They were no mother-and son, and they were both in their thirties—everyone just needed a little imagination to know what their relationship really was.
"Scum... Both of you are scum!" Lothar was shaking with rage, pointing at them as he bellowed, "Such deceit, betraying my brother's trust! Die like the vermin you are!" Swish! Lothar turned as he drew a machete from a bodyguard's grasp, ready to cut Paula and Yed into pieces! "Uncle Lothar!" Ned cried as he suddenly strode in front of Paula, stopping him.
"What?! Are you really taking their side, Ned?!" Lothar was barely coherent in sheer rage, jumping to conclusions right away.
"No way. I'd never take their side." Ned shook his head. "I'm just thinking that Father should be the one who punishes them for their heinous actions. Don't you agree?" His usual cowardly demeanor gone, Ned's tone was firm, even carrying a hint of cool authority.
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