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The Carters‘ mansion was still brightly lit in the depth of the night.

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In the living room, Denton hadn’t gone to bed yet, his brow furrowed in deep thought, an expression of gravity on his face.

Likewise, Christopher and his wife sat on the couch, their faces showing evident unease.

Footsteps echoed as Stephen walked in.

Christopher, filled with urgency, asked him, “Have we still not located Sylas’s vehicle?”

Stephen’s face fell, and he slowly nodded.

Seeing Stephen’s gesture, the weight on Denton’s face grew even heavier.

Four or five hours had elapsed since the onset of night when Sylas’s car left the Weston mily’s mansion. The Carter family’s people had tried to tail Sylas’s car, only to lose sight of it eventually. These hours had been incredibly agonizing for Denton.

He was clueless about why Sylas’s vehicle would shake off the Carter family’s trackers and vanish without

a trace.

He also pondered on where Sylas might have gone without returning to the Carters‘ mansion.

“Mr. Carter,” Stephen began, his brow deeply creased, “where do you think Sylas and his group might have driven off to?”

Denton responded, “I’m afraid the answer to that is only known to Sylas and his company.

“Also, considering they disappeared after heading to the Weston family’s mansion, this must be connected to the Weston family in some way.”

A sudden thought struck Christopher, “Dad, do you think Sylas might still be in the Weston family’s

mansion?

“What if the car that left the Weston’s property didn’t have Sylas in it at all and was merely a decoy to deceive us?”

A change flashed across Denton’s face.

Christopher’s words indeed shed a new light on the situation.

It was an undeniable possibility.

“However, Sylas and his team are all experts from Star Gate. That Julian, in particular, is a top– notch

take action, he might not necessarily win.” internal force martialist. Even if Lawrence were to Stephen said, a hint of doubt in his eyes. “It seems almost impossible for the Black Hawks to capture them all.”

“You’re right, Stephen,” Denton remarked with piercing eyes. “In a direct confrontation, it is highly uncertain if the Black Hawks could overpower Sylas and his crew. But Sylas is extremely arrogant and tends to underestimate others, which makes him prone to mistakes and falling into traps.

Stephen’s eyes widened in realization. “You mean to say that Sylas and his team have fallen into a trap set by the Weston family and the Black Hawks?”

Denton nodded solemnly. “Looking at the situation now, it’s quite possible.

“If Sylas and his team are indeed in the clutches of the Weston family, then the Weston family and the Black Hawks will surely plan a night raid on our mansion tonight.”

“Dad, without the support of Star Gate, can we really withstand their assault?” Christopher asked, concern evident on his face.

Denton’s eyes flashed defiantly. “Life and death are in the hands of fate. Whether the Carter family can weather this storm tonight is in the hands of the heavens.”

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His words laid bare the gravity of their situation.

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Christopher glanced at his wife, Miranda, and managed a rueful smile. “Fortunately, Gilmore has taken Claire to his home. She might be spared from this calamity.”

Miranda nodded, tears shimmering in her eyes. “As long as she’s safe with Gilmore, and he’s there to protect her, nothing else matters. Even if something were to happen to me.”

“Christopher,” Denton started, ‘let Miranda and all the maids in the mansion hide in the underground bunker.”

Christopher nodded. “Yes.”

With a nod of agreement, Christopher led Miranda out of the villa.

Denton then turned to Stephen, “Get all our best fighters alert and ready. We must be on high guard.” “Yes, Mr. Carter, Stephen replied, about to leave.

However, at that moment, a cold gust blew in from the main entrance, its bone–chilling temperature causing Stephen’s hair to stand on end.

A sense of impending danger washed over him.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a shadow, ghostly and swift, lunged for an attack.

Stephen’s eyes flashed, and without any hesitation, he threw out a palm strike.

Bang!

He then felt an astonishing surge of internal mana from the opponent’s palm.

The sheer force of it pushed him back several feet before he managed to steady himself.

A trickle of blood escaped the corner of Stephen’s mouth, and his face turned pale.

In just one exchange with this mysterious enemy, he was injured.

“Lawrence!” Denton exclaimed, rising swiftly from the couch, his gaze sharp and fixated on the figure standing at the door. It was none other than Lawrence, dressed in his signature robe, emanating cold authority.

Indeed, the one who had landed a hit on Stephen and wounded him was Lawrence.

Denton hadn’t expected Lawrence and his crew to show up so soon!

Lawrence let out a sinister laugh, “Hal Denton, I bet you didn’t expect me to come knocking, did you? “Tonight, there’s no one coming to save you. Your time has come.”

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Behind Lawrence, over a dozen figures emerged.

All were elite fighters from the Black Hawks, with Norman among them.

Denton, with a fiery glint of hatred in his eyes, addressed Norman, “Norman, I never thought you’d conspire with the Black Hawks to bring about the downfall of the Carter family!”

Norman smirked coldly, “Heh, Denton, your son–in–law, David, is my business rival, and your chip company is the most profitable tech enterprise–a prize I’ve coveted for long.

“Your death will only bring benefits to me and the Weston family.

“And you made the grave mistake of killing Emerson.

“If we let the Carter family grow unchecked and kill members of other elite families at will, how can the rest of us even survive?

“So today, by joining forces with the Black Hawks to take you down, I not only seek justice for Emerson but also to rid all the major families of the blight that you represent.”

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Norman proclaimed, painting Denton as an unspeakable villain, while casting himself as the very embodiment of righteousness and justice.

A mocking smile danced on Denton’s lips. He had always known of Norman’s silent enmity, seeing both the Carter and Foster families as looming threats.

He wasn’t surprised in the slightest that Norman would team up with Lawrence to target the Carter family.

Denton knew how treacherous Norman could be. If he were to die with Norman still around, it would spell a disaster for both the Carter family’s business and the Foster family.

The glint of murderous intent appeared in Denton’s eyes. He resolved that even if it cost 1m his life that night, he would eliminate Norman, cutting off a lingering threat to the Carter family’s business and the Foster family.

With that thought, Denton wasted no time. Holding his walking cane, he leaped forward, wielding it like a razor–sharp sword, thrusting it straight at Norman at the entrance.

Noticing Denton’s determination to end his life, Norman’s face paled. He promptly shouted to Lawrence and the other Black Hawks, “This Denton is trying to kill me again!”

Lawrence, along with Jack and Kevin, had a fierce gleam in their eyes. They bellowed, “Old man, halt your aggression!”

Then, the trio lunged into the fray, a whirlwind of fury and aggression.

They each aimed a powerful palm strike, like bolts of lightning, straight at Denton.

Stephen, who had just been repelled by Lawrence, saw Denton standing alone against the onslaught of

the three men from the Black Hawks. Fearing for Denton’s safety, Stephen sprang into action, channeling all his internal mana to lend his support in the fight.


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