"Edwin Hummer, the richest man in Swinton!" Dahlia
answered. "What? Sir Hummer?" Lyra's eyes widened in shock as if she had
seen a ghost. Everyone knew that anything Sir Hummer said was obeyed
without question in Swinton. Trevor was big in East City, but Sir Hummer
was the true master of Swinton. He was so powerful that he could just
demand anything with the snap of his fingers. He was also very
influential in business, politics, and the military. Anyone who wronged
Sir Hummer would face a fate worse than death. "Ms. Nicholson, don't tell
me this matter really involves Sir Hummer?" Lyra gulped. "It's hard to
say. Trevor was one of Sir Hummer's men. Now that he was suddenly killed,
Sir Hummer will definitely investigate this matter. It would be
troublesome if Dustin was involved." Dahlia's expression darkened. "Even
if that were the case, it would be Dustin's fault. It has nothing to do
with us, right?" Lyra asked tentatively. "This depends on how Sir Hummer
sees this matter. If he thinks this has something to do with us, neither
of us would be spared!" Dahlia added. "What!" Lyra panicked immediately.
She could still remain calm when facing Trevor. However, her legs
trembled even thinking about Edwin Hummer. "Ms. Nicholson, why don't we
ask Chris Nolan for help? Ask him to have Mr. Anderson intervene." Lyra
reacted quickly. "I owe Chris too many favors. I don't want to trouble
him further." Dahlia shook her head. "Then what should we do? If Sir
Hummer pursues this matter, aren't we all in trouble?" Lyra cried. "Don't
be flustered. I'm now partnered with the Harmon family. As long as we
have their protection after the company's launch tomorrow, Sir Hummer
won't be too harsh. on us," she explained. "That's right! We still have
the Harmon family!" Lyra revealed a smile. "As long as the ceremony goes
smoothly, we'll be under the Harmon family after the announcement. Nobody
would dare bully us!" Now all their hope depended on the Harmon family.
In the evening, outside the gates of Spanner Manor. Countless military
vehicles roared. The car in front carried a flag with the words Western
War Zone." ΓΙ As the vehicle stopped, rows of heavily armed soldiers
stepped down, one after another. There was a murderous aura surrounding
the area. "Sir, we have arrived!" A commander walked up to the car and
saluted. The door quickly opened, and a burly middle–aged man in battle
armor stepped out. This man was the lieutenant of the western war zone,
Travis Spanner. "Uncle Travis! You're finally here!" At this moment, the
doors of the manor opened slowly. Edward was being supported by two men
as he limped out. "Let me see the body," Travis demanded. Edward did not
dare say anything else and immediately led the way. There was a coffin
right at the entrance to the living room. Trevor was lying inside, hist
eyes tightly closed. "What on earth happened? Why did your father die so
suddenly?" Travis gritted his teeth, a look of rage on his face. He only
had one brother. Naturally, he was furious that he had been murdered.
"It' was Mason! That ungrateful brat killed Dad!" Edward began to whine.
"Mason? He's nothing but a bastard. He wouldn't have the guts." Travis
narrowed his eyes. course, not hirm alone. I guess he worked with someone
on the outside who wanted to take advantage of this at the same time!"
Edward's face was clouded with hatred. "Did your dad make enemies with
anyone recently?" Travis asked. "Uh… Dad easily offends people, but
they're all insignificant people," Edward explained. "So you
don't know anything after all?" Travis frowned. "It all happened too
suddenly. I was at a loss for a while." "Useless! You're no better than a
bastard!" Travis snorted coldly, not bothering to say another word, and
gave an order. "Someone investigate this matter at once! I don't care
what it takes. Find me the murderer, even if you have to turn the entire
Swinton upside down!"