The Return of the War Legate

Chapter 223

Claim

“What?”

The Xanders were shocked and their eyes widened in surprise.

‘Adrian single–handedly lilled his way into Dream City?!”

Cecilia asked anxiously, “What happened next?”

Leonard inhaled a deep breath and said, “Afterward, Daniel arrived with a troop of Battle Warrior Department personnel. Richie then admitted to causing Henry’s death and was hence executed on the spot.

“His head has been placed on Henry’s headstone as an offering. ”

Harold grew restless from the shock and his body shook. He had always assumed that his youngest son died from contracting an illness. He had not expected there to be a scheme behind Henry’s death.

Richie caused the death of my son and he deserves to die” Harold slammed the table with a loud bang and was extremely

“Leonard, so it was Adrian who caused the incident in Dream City today huh?” Wilfred mused.

“That’s right. Adrian got Richie killed to avenge Henry, Quite a number of people died today and they were all Richie’s subordinates,” Leonard said

The Xanders was shocked…

Meanwhile, Harold stood up and walked out Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Leonard hastily said, “Where are you going, Father?”

Harold did not answer as he picked up his car keys and left the mansion.

It was already late at night:

Swallowston’s graveyard was desolated, deathly still, and tainted yellow from the soft moonlight that illuminated the grounds.

A man was standing at the deeper end of the graveyard

The moonlight shone down on him and his figure cast a long shadow.

It was Adrian

He had waited until Samantha was sound asleep before driving here.

He silently stood before Henry’s headstone. He quietly reminisced about the past he had sharesh with Henry.

Richie’s head had been placed before Henry’s headstone in a box.

Just as Adrian was standing quietly, a car rolled to a stop outside the graveyard

Harold, dressed in a suit, walked into the graveyard

Harold saw Adrian standing before Heury’s grave from afar and appeared to be rather surprised. He had not expected Adrian would be here so late at night..

“You’re here huh?”

Adrian spoke up after sensing the footsteps behind him.

Harold was slightly stunned but he could tell that Adrian was speaking to him. He stopped a few steps away from Adrian and said, “Am I not allowed to come here?”

Adrian turned around and met Harold’s eyes upon hearing that.

Adrian could not help smiling and said, “What astonished me is not that you’re allowed to come here but you still remember him after sa many years.”

“How could I possibly forget him when he was my son?” Harold said angrily

“Your son?”

Adrian was amused. “You know that he was your son huh? I have a feeling that what you remember about him is not that he’s your son but only the life that he has afforded you.

“Do you really still think about him, Harold?

“Look deep within yourself. Was he really your son?” Adrian asked.