novelraw Chapter 451 - 452: Ancestor and Son, Choose One
Chapter 451 - 452: Ancestor and Son, Choose One
Chapter 451: Chapter 452: Ancestor and Son, Choose One
"Master Leland, I really don’t know what you’re talking about!"
Master Leland got annoyed, slapped the redwood table, and stared at her fiercely, as if he would tear Sienna Johnson apart if she dared to defy him.
"Stop playing dumb! I know it was you who dug up my Leland Family’s grave!"
"Where’s the evidence?" Sienna Johnson looked at him and said coldly.
Master Leland didn’t say a word, just stared intently at the woman in front of him. She was slippery like an eel and hard to catch.
"Master Leland, no evidence, right?"
"..."
Sienna leaned forward, her eyes deep. "Master Leland, there’s no need for pretty words like writing off the grievances between us. You just haven’t found any evidence, so there’s nothing you can do to me. That’s why you lowered your stance and came to beg me. Considering how much you care, even willing to lose face for your ancestors’ remains... I guess if I really produced the remains, you’d deal with me right afterward."
"I, Master Leland, have been in this business for many years, and my word carries weight! As long as you return my ancestor’s remains to me, the grievances between us will be written off!"
Sienna Johnson would not be moved by this old man’s "sincerity" and foolishly admit her guilt.
Regardless of what Master Leland said, Sienna insisted that she hadn’t dug up the Leland Family’s grave.
"Master Leland, since you are so sincere, I can’t be too ruthless. Let’s make a deal, how about that?"
Master Leland knew that the young woman in front of him, despite her youth, was not easy to deal with. He asked cautiously, "What kind of deal do you want to make?"
By asking this, Master Leland had already put himself at a disadvantage.
"I will do my best to help Master Leland find your ancestor’s remains, but..." Sienna’s tone changed, and she slowly stated her request, "I want Sabrina Johnson to go to jail!"
Master Leland shook his head without hesitation. "Impossible!"
"Don’t you want a son, Master Leland? She can still give you a son even if she’s in jail. I think with your ability, Master Leland, you can make arrangements so that she won’t suffer while giving birth inside," Sienna tempted him.
On one side were his ancestor’s remains, and on the other were a young lover and a son. Master Leland didn’t need to think too much; the scales in his heart had already tipped.
"Fine!"
Only then did Sienna smile. Now that Master Leland wouldn’t interfere, she could quickly bring that wretch Sabrina Johnson to justice and console her father’s spirit in heaven.
"However, you must tell me when you can return my ancestor’s remains to me."
"As I said, I will do my best to help Master Leland find them. As for when, I really can’t say. It might be a few days, a month, or even a year."
"Sienna Johnson, don’t go too far! You obviously did it, but you still won’t admit it!"
They had struck a deal, yet this woman still refused to admit it, showing no sincerity at all.
"Master Leland, I told you, I didn’t do it! If you don’t believe me, I can’t help it!" Sienna continued, "Since Master Leland doesn’t trust me, our deal might as well be void. Just pretend I didn’t say anything."
Master Leland was so angry he felt like he was choking on blood. "If it wasn’t you, then it was your husband! In any case, apart from you two, I can’t think of anyone else who would do such a despicable thing."
Adrian Desmond, who had been silent, spoke up. "Master Leland, haven’t you done enough evil in your life? The wicked things you’ve done are enough to send you to the eighteenth level of hell and have your ancestral tomb desecrated countless times. I’m afraid even you can’t count how many people would want to dig up your family’s tomb."
Master Leland’s gaze met Adrian’s. It was like looking at a wolf—fierce and bloodthirsty. This man was more difficult to deal with than any opponent he had ever faced.
Master Leland looked at Adrian and asked, "Who are you, really?"
"Adrian Desmond!"
"I know your name is Adrian Desmond. I want to know what your background is."
"The Johnson Family’s live-in son-in-law!"
Though many might ridicule such a status, Adrian didn’t care. He was confident enough that even as a live-in son-in-law, he felt no inferiority.
The two of them were as tight-lipped as clams. Master Leland knew they were responsible, but without evidence, he was powerless against them.
"Alright, then please help me find my ancestor’s remains as soon as possible, President Johnson. I, Leland, thank you in advance." Master Leland gave a slight bow to Sienna, his face etched with humiliation.
He had lived his whole life, grown old, only to be outdone by these two youngsters.
"Master Leland, Sabrina Johnson’s case has been delayed for a long time. I wonder if Master Leland could speak to the relevant parties? Dragging this on isn’t good for anyone," Sienna said.
Master Leland took a deep breath, swallowed the blood that had risen to his throat, and said with forced composure, "Fine! As for my ancestor’s remains, please also put your best effort into finding them."
"Naturally!"
Having said what needed to be said, Master Leland left with his two bodyguards without even bidding Sienna farewell.
Sienna watched Master Leland leave her office. He walked with difficulty and showed signs of a stroke. She turned to Adrian and remarked, "What on earth is Master Leland thinking? At his age, he should be focusing on self-cultivation instead of messing around with young girls."
"Why do you concern yourself with other people’s affairs?"
"...I was just musing." Sienna looked at Adrian and said meaningfully, "Men, one and all... their bodies may get old, but their hearts stay young."
Adrian laughed. "I’m far from old, so what are you worried about? Even when I am old, I’ll still be able to satisfy you."
Adrian completely misunderstood Sienna’s meaning. "...What are you talking about? I meant that when you’re old, don’t be like Master Leland. Old people should accept their age, play chess, practice Tai Chi... Don’t let your desires run wild and deplete your health."
"..."
"From Master Leland’s complexion, I’d say he’s not doing well. He also shows signs of a stroke. If he doesn’t take better care of himself, he’ll likely spend the rest of his days bedridden."
"If Master Leland really has a stroke, wouldn’t that clear an obstacle for you?"
Sienna thought for a moment and said, "Yes, this Master Leland truly makes me wary."
She was afraid of people like him resorting to underhanded tactics; she had a family to consider and many concerns.
"I hope nothing else goes wrong with Sabrina Johnson’s case this time," she sighed.
Adrian comforted her, "Even if something does go wrong, don’t worry. I’m here."
Sienna turned to look at Adrian and smiled. "Yes, Sixth Master is here. With Sixth Master around, what problem can’t be solved?"
"Don’t look at me like that. When you look at people with that expression, you’re usually scheming something," Adrian said.
"Who did you get to dig up the grave? Where are the remains? Go and ask for me. But even if they’re found, don’t give them to Master Leland so quickly. Who knows if he’ll go back on his word?"