Life After Prison

It was due to Zachariah’s old age-leading to his weak physical condition and waning fertility-that he doted on Sheila even more. It therefore came as a huge surprise to Sheila that her father would even consider marrying her off to a family in Riverson.

Zachariah said, “Riverson is a big place, with an area that is more than twice as large as Brookbourn. The grass there is greener, and their first-tier families are even stronger than Brookbourn Mansion. Your life will forever be free of worry if you could get married to a family there.” After a brief pause, he added, “And that’s not considered far by most standards. Riverson is only an hour or two away from here by car, and we also have lots of properties and villas there. If you move there, you can come back to visit me any time. More importantly, our assets will be better utilized and developed if you marry there!”

Sheila smiled coldly. “What do you mean by that, Dad? Are you using my marriage as a means to bring you more benefits? I will not let my marriage become a transaction!”

As soon as Zachariah saw Sheila’s intense reaction, he softened his tone slightly and said to her, “Don’t be silly. I’m not saying that your marriage will be a transaction. I’m just hoping that you’d choose the best out of the best because my daughter deserves only the best!”

“Okay, okay. I’m going to bed now. I’m still young, and I haven’t thought about marriage yet. Let’s save this conversation for the future!” Sheila said bluntly and went upstairs.

Elsewhere, at Riverson, Tharran gathered several of the Blood-Drinker Gang’s elders and protectors. He took his seat at the foremost position and had a most dignified expression on his face.

“Is something wrong, sir? I can’t think of any other explanation for why you called us here so late at night.” A woman could not help but frown. Judging from the look on Tharran’s face, she could already

sense that something was gravely wrong.

Riverson was a big place, after all, and the Blood-Drinker Gang was only able to become one of the strongest underground forces there due to the number of strong individuals in their ranks. As a result, many of Riverson’s populace have heard about them and dared not provoke them.

As a result, few things could give Tharran a headache.

Tharran looked at everyone and said, “Fifth Elder, Frankie, and his two apprentices have just been killed this afternoon.”

“What?” Everyone gasped when they heard that. Frankie’s attainment level was that of a level four grandmaster, which was undoubtedly very high. Hearing that he had been killed led everyone to gasp in shock. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The Blood-Drinker Gang lost three of their strongest members at once, which explained why Tharran had such an unhappy expression. His expression darkened even more and he clenched his fists as he said, “I didn’t expect Severin to be this powerful. We’ve underestimated him, that’s for sure. I now understand why the seven elite fighters we sent to help the Cedar Gang were killed so quickly.” Following a brief pause, he continued, “Judging from the current situation, I would say that it would be very difficult for us to gain access to Brookbourn’s underground forces and obtain their assets if we don’t kill Severin!”