If not for Nathalie Quinlan’s current displayed abilities and being a direct-line descent of the Kingsleys, once she leverages her strong bloodline to return to the Kingsleys Family, there would be no place for Zevaney Kingsley to stand.
Zevaney Kingsley saw that Lynn Kingsley had not yet made a statent, and quietly added fuel to the fire: "When those people barged into the private room, the Sixth Elder ntioned the Kingsleys several tis, but those people didn’t care at all. They even said if they were afraid of the Kingsleys, they wouldn’t have co."
As soon as she finished speaking, the other mbers of the Kingsleys showed a hint of anger on their faces, each of them visibly fuming.
Lynn Kingsley cast her a barely perceptible glance.
Zevaney Kingsley lowered her head in silence again, as if she was simply recounting what she saw, without further aning.
"This matter..." Lynn Kingsley was thinking about how to handle it.
Soone ca running up again.
"Clan Chief." The person ran fast, indicating urgency. He quickly arrived in front of the Kingsleys, panting and too anxious to maintain any decorum, hurriedly saying, "Clan Chief, sothing’s happened! Several of the Kingsleys’ properties have been sabotaged, all under the Sixth Elder’s na, and also, the Sixth Elder’s son just had a car accident and was rushed to the hospital."
"What!"
Lynn Kingsley stood up abruptly, his usual cool expression finally changing.
"Who did it!"
His eyes turned cold, his dark brown pupils looking at the person while his tone already grew frosty.
In his heart, he wanted to protect Nathalie Quinlan, at least maintaining a neutral stance after this incident.
However, with everyone from the Kingsleys watching, he couldn’t be too obvious.
Yet if it was Nathalie this ti again... Lynn Kingsley’s eyes turned slightly cold, the corners of his mouth already tilting down: "Her again?"
"No."
Hansel Kingsley’s right hand injury had already spread throughout the Kingsleys. The person was smart, imdiately understanding Lynn Kingsley’s question, shook his head, and then looked up to say urgently, "It’s the Yandor Sect, people from the Yandor Sect did it."
"Yandor Sect?" Lynn Kingsley took a deep breath, narrowing his eyes, looking extrely dangerous.
Zevaney Kingsley was also puzzled.
How did the Yandor Sect get involved?
At this mont, another person ran in, it was a bodyguard left outside by the Kingsleys Family.
The bodyguard, over six feet tall like a tower, said in a gruff voice to the mbers of the Kingsleys, "Clan Chief, elders, outside there’s a man claiming to be from the Yandor Sect nad Yancey who wants to see you."
Lynn Kingsley paused for a second and said, "Let him in."
The hospital was now full of the Kingsleys’ people. For outsiders to get in, they’d either have to force their way in or notify Lynn Kingsley.
"Clan Chief, do you know this person?" Willy Kingsley asked softly.
"Heh." Lynn Kingsley let out a cold laugh, glanced at him as if looking at an idiot: "It’s said that the Yandor Sect’s Master is nad Yancey."
The Kingsleys were completely speechless.
They all looked towards the entrance hallway of the hospital.
That is to say, the Yandor Sect destroyed all of Hansel Kingsley’s properties, and before they could confront them, they had already co knocking.
This...
Everyone in the Kingsleys Family had doubts—what was going on this year? How co each one acted more brazenly and boldly than the last, without regard for consequences?!
...
Amadeus Yancey ca alone, without Alfred Garland and the others.
He walked in as if taking a leisurely walk, heading towards the Kingsleys.
The young man looked at most twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with exceptionally prominent features. His appearance would stand out even in the entertainnt circle, yet he exudes an indescribable aristocratic and lazy aura, making him even more striking.
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