The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

“Dad, Maxwell, and his gang have failed. They attacked the Carver family. Just as the Carver family was about to be wiped out, Optimus Security Services, the Quartz family, and the Davis family showed up. Carver Residence is in lockdown after that. None of our people have access to what’s going on inside.”

In Lake Residence, Curtis said solemnly as he looked at Kennedy.

Kennedy did not seem surprised by the results. He smiled and said, “It would be surprising if Maxwell and his team could wipe out the Carver family. It’s exactly what I thought.”

Curtis looked puzzled and asked curiously, “But Dad, we spent a lot of money to recruit Lake Security Services’ staff. Isn’t it a waste of money if they were wiped out like this?”

“Haha, they’re just a bunch of losers. They already lost their value when Optimus Security Services easily defeated them.” Kennedy sneered before adding, “We’re only making use of waste by letting them attack the Carver family.

“Curtis, you have to understand that we can have as many people like Maxwell as we want if we have enough money! The night raid on Carver Residence nearly destroyed the Carver family. It will scare Jagoan and the rest for a while. Keep an eye on the Carver family. Let me know immediately if anything happens.”

Curtis looked enlightened as he smiled and nodded.

what Kennedy was trying to do. He was trying to intimidate Jagoan

to deter Jagoan and the others

stronger than the Carver family, they were not much stronger. The Lake family could attack the Carver family regardless of the consequences and also send people to attack

***

night was silent until the next

been closed all night finally opened at daybreak. The doctor and nurses came out of the

room opened its

his son’s voice, the drowsy Theodore woke up

up, walked to the

waiting here all night?” The

him and said with some annoyance, “I asked you how Ol’ Carver is

Davis, calm down. Old Master Carver is still in a critical situation. Due to prolonged suffocation, Old Master Carver’s brain