Chapter 15: Lord Charlton's Master?

As she thought about this, Bella suddenly felt invigorated. She stood up, cast a resentful glance at the second floor, and confidently strode towards the outside. As she passed Nathan Harding, Bella coldly scolded him, "What a useless man! You didn't even have the courage to make a move!"

Nathan Harding's face was bitter, but he had no words to refute her. Bella seemed to have thought of something, glanced around Chester Fortress's main hall, and gasped before speaking again. "My godfather is already in Dirtmouth, but I absolutely cannot let him come here and see this ruined scene. I'll call him now and tell him to go to the Harding residence. You should go back and tidy up as well. We must welcome him with the grandest reception!"

Nathan Harding was taken aback. However, he suddenly recalled the words Jun Chester had said to Bella before going upstairs. "Blake Charlton will be in Dirtmouth today, and when he arrives, I want to ask him if he's blind. Otherwise, why would he acknowledge you as his goddaughter?"

He suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but remind Bella. "Jun Chester seemed to have known in advance that Lord Charlton would come to Dirtmouth. Is there something going on between them?"

Bella pondered for a moment, narrowing her eyes. "Whether there's something between them or not doesn't matter. In front of my godfather, could that bastard still throw his weight around like he just did? Besides, he seriously injured my brother and Pete Chester! These are facts! We have the law on our side! Now, Jun Chester is nothing but a powerless dog. In front of my godfather, he can only wag his tail!"

Nathan Harding said nothing more. Bella walked to the castle's main hall, her gaze falling on the core members of the two families who hadn't yet left. Although she despised them for their cowardice, she still gave them orders. She informed everyone that her godfather had arrived in Dirtmouth and instructed them to immediately send Pete Chester to the hospital. At the same time, Bella also contacted the Dirtmouth Special Security Agency, asking them to come and deal with the lawless Jun Chester!

When everyone heard that Lord Charlton had arrived in Dirtmouth, they were all invigorated! Snobs! After she had arranged all of this, Bella called Blake Charlton. In a single sentence, she said, "Chester Fortress is undergoing renovations, godfather. Please go to the Harding residence first."

Upon hearing this, Blake Charlton didn't take it to heart and simply had his people take him to the Harding residence.

Blake Charlton thought to himself that the Chester family had always been close with the Harding family, so Jun Chester should be at the Harding residence. As this thought crossed his mind, Blake Charlton couldn't help but feel excited, his mind filled with images of the past Jun Chester. Seven years had passed since then, and he wondered what Lord Chester was like now.

As Blake Charlton made his way to the Harding residence with the company of all the important people in Dirtmouth, Jun Chester couldn't avoid facing Wilfrid Chester again. At that moment, Wilfrid Chester lay in bed, his complexion somewhat improved compared to the previous day. But in Jun Chester's eyes, it was only the final radiance of the setting sun. If he did nothing, Wilfrid Chester wouldn't survive the night.

Wilfrid Chester still dared not meet Jun Chester's gaze. Seven years ago, when Jun Chester was captured by Cinder Chapel, he had broken the moral code and taken the woman who rightfully belonged to Jun Chester. The father and son looked at each other, neither saying a word for a long time. Jun Chester finally spoke, his gaze indifferent.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Wilfrid Chester struggled to sit up, leaning against the headboard, before speaking. "I don't have much time left. Must you force your father to bow down and apologize to you?"

Jun Chester spoke in a low voice. "What has happened has happened. You don't need to apologize to me, but you need to apologize to my mother!"

Wilfrid Chester sneered. "A mere woman! I only married her because I had to. I needed to return to Dirtmouth! Besides, I don't think I owe her anything. Without me, she would never have had the chance to step into our family!"

"After she came to our family, she lived the best life she could have. It was her own body that failed her, causing her to die early!"

Jun Chester's veins bulged on his forehead. "It seems you don't think you did anything wrong!"

Wilfrid Chester looked at Jun Chester coldly. "Don't spout nonsense here. I'm about to die, I just want to speak some truths!"

"Your mother doesn't matter to me, nor does Bella. She was nothing more than a piece of clothing I used!"

"Seven years ago, I was ambitious but never had an opportunity. Luckily, Bella was always coveting our property. So the two of us joined forces, and I had the chance to become the head of this family!"

"Otherwise..." At that, Wilfrid Chester looked at the precious antiques in his room and continued, "Otherwise... how could I have accumulated such a fortune?"

Jun Chester laughed coldly. "Do you think these so-called treasures in your room are truly yours?"

A glint of greed flashed in Wilfrid Chester's eyes. "Since they're in my house, they're naturally my property!"

"Any of these items in my room could be worth countless billions!"

"In the seven years you've been gone, I've enjoyed a life beyond others' imagination. I had everything I wanted and countless women. Although I ruined my body, it was worth it!"

"As for you, you wasted your power! What kind of life have you led? You're such a fool!"

"Enough, I don't want to waste more words with you. Remember, after I die, you must bury all these treasures with me. Also, you must protect Bella and your sister!"

"I didn't say this for Bella's sake, but for your sister's and yours!"

"Bella is now Lord Charlton's goddaughter, and you should not underestimate her. In the future, you will need her and rely on her to move forward!"

"After you've used her, you can do whatever you want with this woman. After all, I'll be dead, and out of sight, out of mind. But our glory will ultimately depend on power and wealth!"

"This will never change!"

"Otherwise, even if I am dead, I won't let you go!"

After listening to Wilfrid Chester's lengthy speech, Jun Chester found it so ridiculous that he couldn't help but laugh.

"You damn fool, but do you know that all these things in your room are actually fake, and even the Chester Group has gradually become an empty shell!"

Wilfrid Chester hesitated for a moment, then scoffed.

"Impossible."

Jun Chester's face was indifferent.

"I was in a hurry yesterday and didn't look closely, but just now I took a careful look around. Indeed, they are all fake; there is nothing real left in this room!"

Wilfrid Chester's smile gradually disappeared.

Jun Chester, without blinking, looked at Wilfrid Chester and spoke again.

"Don't worry, although your current physical condition is extremely poor, I can still give you a few more years!"

"From now on, your life will be what you hate most!"

"You don't deserve to be buried with my mother."

"You're too filthy!"

With that, Jun Chester pointed to several vital points on Wilfrid Chester's body.

Since Wilfrid Chester wanted to live, he would give him that opportunity!

Moments later, under Jun Chester's treatment, Wilfrid Chester regained some strength, just a little.

Wilfrid Chester's eyes widened.

Because after Jun Chester stood up, he simply lifted his foot and stomped down.

All the items in the room, real or fake, were reduced to ruins in an instant!

After a long time, Wilfrid Chester finally roared.

"Bastard!"

Jun Chester walked towards the exit, and when he reached the door, he coldly said,

"Power and wealth mean nothing to me. If I want them, I can have them; if I don't want them, they don't belong to someone like you!"

"Next is the Harding family!"

"Just watch me!"

Meanwhile, the Harding residence was filled with people.

All present were the elites.

Surrounded by the crowd, Blake Charlton entered the Harding family, but his first sentence was,

"Colbert, where is our master?"

All those present, upon hearing this, had a baffled expression.

Who could Lord Charlton's master be?