He had planned their deaths with his own hands!
"A ghost... a ghost!"
Some wealthy businessmen of Five-river Province sat paralyzed on the ground in fright when they saw the two appear.
To a greater or lesser extent, they had all encroached on the assets of the Abbott and Potter families.
The people they had once mourned were now standing in front of them, carrying Moutai liquor in their hands.
Hiss—
Their bodies were covered in goosebumps!
Brayden Leopold almost blacked out, nearly fainting.
Now, he finally understood!
The assets that Julius Reed had pressed him to spit out were meant for whom.
Return to the rightful owner.
In the world, there could be nothing more absurd than this.
The deaths of the two individuals well-known in Five-river Province, now at Fabian Percival's birthday banquet, holding liquor to celebrate his longevity.
"Old Mr. Leopold... is this... a ghost?"
