chapter 6 indifference

Vikram's heart trembled, especially when he met Clarence's eyes, he felt a thorn in his back, which almost made him tell the truth about the matter. Fortunately, Vikram had spent most of his life in commerce and had learned to keep calm. Then he forced a smile and said, "My dear nephew, it is indeed a pity to lose relatives, but there is no conspiracy about this matter as you think. Don't think too much about it." "Now that you're back, live a good life, be a low profile in your behavior and work, and don't let your relatives turn in their grave and have no peace of mind." Clarence frowned slightly, and he knew that Vikram steered clear of the crucial point . "Uncle Vikram, please tell me everything you know and don't hide anything for me." Facing Clarence's aggressiveness, Vikram felt a little embarrassed. He was stunned for a moment, finally shook his head, and said, "Clarence, I really don't know anything, so why are you talking about hiding it?" Clarence's eyes flashed suddenly, and an awe-inspiring murderous intent spread. The white tea mist actually moved without wind. At that moment, Vikram felt as if someone was strangling his throat, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "Clarence, you..." Vikram was startled and had no idea what was going on. Clarence took a deep breath, restrained his murderous intent, and then slowly spoke, "That's all, Uncle Vikram you don't look good, so I won't bother you. Have a good rest." "This is my contact information. If Uncle Vikram comes to see me for anything, just call this number." After that, Clarence put a note on the table. At that moment, Clarence was indeed angry and murderous. During his eight years in the North, the last thing he cared about was killing people. However, this time is an exception. After all, he is an old friend of his adoptive father. As soon as the thought of erasure arose, he extinguished it. Looking at Clarence's retreating back, Vikram seemed to have aged a few years. He let out a long sigh. "Hey, Clarence, it's not that I didn't tell you. I did this for your own good." "If you really continue to investigate, I'm afraid your life will be at risk. Those people are the ones you can't afford to offend in your lifetime!" Although he didn't know what Clarence had experienced in the North over the years and how much he had achieved. But, were these really important? … Black combat boots squeaked on the road. One light and one heavy. "Dragonhead, if you can't do it, why don't you let me do it? Since I'm not related to the old man, I can definitely ask everything." Decco licked his scarlet lips and said coldly. Decco was in charge of prisons in the North. Over the years, there had never been a prisoner whom he could not speak to. However, the fate of every prisoner was also very miserable. When they came out of the interrogation room, they all looked like crazy monsters, neither human nor ghosts, and they couldn't even die. "No, this matter ends here. After all, he is an old friend of my father, so it is inconvenient to use special means." "Also, don't do anything to the family without my order." "Yes, Dragonhead." At this time, the lively sound of firecrackers came from the front yard, and the birthday party began. Clarence said calmly, "Let's go and have a look in the front yard." As soon as they stepped into the front yard, they met a middle-aged woman. This woman was Bridget's mother and Vikram's wife, Dorothy Baker. Vikram and Dorothy were nearly fifteen years apart. Dorothy also took good care of herself. She dressed up specially today, wearing gold and silver, and looked very noble. She was about to greet Clarence, but the smile on her face suddenly froze. "You...you are, Clarence?" "Auntie, I haven't seen you for eight years, and you are getting younger and younger." Dorothy's face turned pale. Wasn't this guy dead? Why did he suddenly appear? Now that the Van family has been destroyed, everyone was afraid to relate to the Van family members. But at this time, Clarence appeared. What did he want to do? Was it possible that he was still thinking about getting married to her daughter? "Since you're here, let's come in and have a meal before leaving." She said something nonchalantly, then turned, and left. Clarence came to the hall without thinking about anything else. After entering the door, he found that there were quite a few people in the hall, many of whom were familiar faces. Several of them talked non-stop around a girl. One of them had a handsome appearance and extraordinary bearing. He was also wearing a customized Armani. At first glance, he came from a wealthy family. "Faithe, you and my daughter are a good match. From now on, our Bridget will be taken care of by you." When she said this, her voice was not quiet, as if she wanted to attract someone's attention. "Auntie, Bridget and Faithe are a match made in heaven. Don't worry, we will watch over Faithe for you. If he dares to go out and mess around with women, we will definitely not let him go!" Hermosa held Bridget's arm and said with a sweet smile. This scene made Bridget's pretty face blush slightly and she rolled her eyes at her best friend. Faithe nodded slightly, glanced at the people around him, and finally stopped at Bridget's pretty face. Bridget had long wavy hair, a curvy figure and dressed a white phoenix cheongsam, which made Bridget as noble as a fairy in the sky. Deep in Faithe eyes, a strong possessive desire flashed. He chased Bridget for three years, and after hard work, he finally succeeded. If he married Bridget, he would not only enjoy such a top-notch woman, but also allowed the Walker family and the Hannover family to join forces. By then, he would be able to compete with even the four major Groups in Zensea. At this moment, Hermosa suddenly spotted a man with a majestic back and extraordinary bearing standing not far away, which immediately attracted her attention. "Hey, who is that handsome guy? Bridget, is he your friend? It's too partial to even introduce such a handsome friend to me." However, when Bridget raised her head, her smiling eyes turned dull. There was even a moment of panic in her heart, and her delicate body couldn't help but approach Faithe. Clarence came slowly and said in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, "Bridget, long time no see, happy birthday." Bridget was panicked for a moment, but then her pretty face turned cold. "Clarence, why are you back? I hear that you died in the North." Clarence was slightly stunned when he heard this. After eight years of not seeing each other, the little girl became more and more beautiful. The girl who regarded him as her superhero, the girl who followed his behind all day long. He didn't expect that the first time she met him, her attitude would be so cold. "Clarence? He is Clarence, why is he back..." Everyone was speechless when they heard Clarence's name, and then all looked at him.