“When the baton was passed down over the generations, the previous leader would tell the new leader the location of the treasures. But my dear father, you didn't tell me.” Zephyr sighed. “Guess I don't live up to my title.”

“You're way too cruel, Osborn. You're willing to do anything to get your hands on money. However, drugs and firearms are not proper businesses.” Silas knew that Zephyr was extremely intelligent, but he also knew that Zephyr was too merciless. He would kill even the people around him.

If he truly were to hand over the fate of the guild to Zephyr, drug abuse incidents in Lostaria would skyrocket. That would lead to the ultimate demise of the Carlo family.

Silas stated calmly, “I hope you can bring the Carlo family onto the right track.”

“Haven't I?” argued Zephyr. “I have invested in real estate, tobacco, medicine, car manufacturers. I also want everyone to live a stable and safe life.”

“That's just the tip of the iceberg,” Silas said. “Your real plan is to sell firearms and drugs to all corners of the world.”

Zephyr narrowed his eyes and pressed his finger on the trigger. “I'm not here to chit-chat, Father. If you want Genevieve to live, tell me where the gold is.”


“You don't have to tell him. Just leave.” Genevieve urged Silas to go away. After losing Amanda, she had already lost the will to live.

She was completely unfazed by the fact that Zephyr might pull the trigger.

“Aww... Heartbroken that your precious daughter has died?” Zephyr lowered his head to look at Genevieve before laughing lightly. “The man in front of your eyes is your father. Even if you want to die, he won't let it happen.”

He knew how much Silas loved Mia.

That was the reason he did not kill Genevieve the moment he arrived in Chanaea. He had a bigger fish to fry.

When Silas heard that, he froze. “W-What did you say?”

“Oh, looks like you haven't found out.” Zephyr grabbed Genevieve by the chin so that Silas could take a good look at her. “She is the daughter of you and the woman you love most.”

“B*llshit!” Genevieve hollered in fury. “My father is Wayne Rachford!”

Zephyr burst into laughter. “Your mom was already pregnant when she left Lostaria, but no one knew. When my mother saw you on TV, she was worried and sent me over to investigate. The moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew you were my father's daughter. Genetics is truly miraculous. Don't you think so, Father?” Zephyr turned to look at Silas. “I wonder why she doesn't have purple eyes too.”

Silas looked at Genevieve carefully. Genevieve resembled Mia a lot, but he could not find a trace of himself on her face.

Nevertheless, he secretly wished that she was his and Mia's daughter.

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