Making Millions With The Eyes Of God

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After leaving the villa where Maxwell and his family resided, Gilmore hailed a taxi to return to the Fields‘ Manor.

He opted not to drive mainly to avoid drawing unnecessary attention and to ensure the safety of Maxwell’s family.

On his way back, Gilmore felt a profound sense of accomplishment, as if he had achieved something of great significance.

Without a doubt, Maxwell was the linchpin in his plan to topple the Wyatt family and eliminate the looming threat to the Fields.

If it hadn’t been for Maxwell, James would still be walking free, wielding the power of Blade Gate, and continuing his reign over Vista Verde’s business world.

This revelation was the reason for Gilmore’s hasty departure from the Fields‘ Manor the previous night.

Through God’s Eye, he had witnessed the murder case that James had masterminded with Maxwell’s involvement years ago.

This same ability showed him that James, upon learning of Maxwell’s release from prison, had sent Bob to deal with him.

Thus, Gilmore reached Maxwell’s residence just in time to save him from Bob’s clutches.

What followed was the rescue of Maxwell’s wife and son, ensuring they had a safe place to stay, and Maxwell handing over the evidence of James‘ involvement in the murder to the police.

The taxi soon arrived at the entrance to the Fields‘ Manor. After paying the fare via his mobile, Gilmore made his way into the manor.

Entering one of the villa’s living rooms, he was greeted warmly.

“Gilmore, you’re back!” exclaimed Graham, who was seated on a sofa, his face illuminated with joy.

It was evident he was in high spirits.

Gilmore nodded, “Yes, Mr. Field. I just went out for a bit.”

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Then, feigning ignorance, he asked, “Is there some good news, Mr. Field? You seem to be in a great mood.”

Graham broke into a smile, “Indeed, there’s news today that brings me even more joy than winning the bid for the CBD project.

“The truth about the case of my wife, who passed away ten years ago, has finally surfaced, revealing the real culprit behind her death.”

Although Gilmore knew that the true culprit was James, he pretended to be unaware and asked, “Mr. Field, what exactly happened with Helene’s mother’s case?”

Graham sighed, his cheerful expression fading to one of sorrow, “Ten years ago, Helene’s mother was in a car accident. A truck hit her vehicle, killing her on the spot.

“The driver responsible was named Maxwell, who later received a ten–year prison sentence.

“I initially believed it was just a tragic accident, but I got a call from the police today.

“They told me that the accident from ten years ago was a premeditated murder, and the mastermind behind it was none other than James.”

A look of surprise flashed across Gilmore’s face, “James was the mastermind?” NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

“Yes, I never imagined it would be him,” Graham nodded with a glint of hatred in his eyes.

“But thinking back, it makes sense. Ten years ago, my company and James‘ were the two biggest real estate firms.

“We were neck and neck in terms of strength. We were both vying for a prime piece of real estate in Vista Verde, known as the ‘Land King. The competition between us was intense.

“And just when our rivalry was at its peak, Helene’s mother’s accident occurred.

“Devastated by her sudden death, I had to withdraw from the bidding war to be by her side in the hospital. But despite a day of desperate efforts, she passed away.

“James took advantage of my absence and won the bid for the ‘Land King, which skyrocketed his wealth and made him the top real estate mogul in Vista Verde.”

Graham looked at Gilmore, “Back then, I had my suspicions that James might have orchestrated the accident.

“But Maxwell never pointed fingers at anyone. He just admitted to drunk driving and claimed that was the cause of the accident.

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“So, I had nothing more than my doubts.

“It’s only today that the truth has been laid bare. James was the one behind my wife’s death.”

Gilmore responded sympathetically, “Mr. Field, I’m so sorry for your loss. But rest assured, James has now faced karma for what he did to Helene’s mother.

“I believe she can finally rest in peace, watching over us from the heavens above.”

Indeed, the primary reason Gilmore had decided to rescue Maxwell wasn’t just to mitigate the threats to the Field family but was also influenced by a crucial realization.

Using God’s Eye, Gilmore had found out that James was the malevolent hand behind the car accident that led to Helene’s mother’s death a decade ago.

Hence, Gilmore was determined to ensure that the mastermind behind this tragedy faced the full wrath of the law and received his just desserts.

Graham nodded, “You’re right. James, with his countless misdeeds, finally met his reckoning. Now, Helene’s mother can finally rest in peace.”

Blade Gate was situated atop the renowned Mountain Swords in the southern part of the Cloudar.

Nestled amidst a range of peaks, Mount Swords, with its ancient pines, cascading waterfalls, and clouds that seemed to dance around its heights, resembled a paradise on Earth.

Blade Gate, with its centuries–old legacy, found its home in this spiritually invigorating environment.

The lush old trees on Blade Gate sheltered a collection of age–old structures, representing the architectural marvels of Blade Gate’s rich history.

In addition to these historic buildings, several modern mansions, epitomizing luxury and grandeur, were spread across the mountain.

Although located amidst these ranges, about hundred miles from Vista Verde, Blade Gate wasn’t isolated.

Roads connected the sect with the outside world, and a helipad atop the Mountain Swords allowed its inhabitants to travel via helicopters.

Within a villa on Blade Gate, shaded by ancient pines, sat Travis, an elderly man with flowing white hair, dressed in traditional robes.

He sipped his coffee while enjoying the chirping of the birds outside.

“Gerard, have we received any news from James in Vista Verde?” Travis inquired, setting down his cup and addressing a humble–looking old man standing nearby.

The old man replied, “Senior Presbyter, Mr. Wyatt hasn’t called yet.”

Travis’s eyebrows furrowed slightly in thought, “That’s quite peculiar. Today was the bidding day for the new CBD project. The results should’ve been announced by now.”

Just then, the ringing of a phone punctuated the silence.

Travis picked up his mobile, the screen displaying the name “Benny.”

Travis swiftly answered the call, “Benny, did the bidding results come out of the meeting?”

“Grandpa, things have taken a turn for the worse… Dad’s in trouble…” Benny’s anxious and sorrowful voice echoed from the other end.

Travis’s expression turned grave, his eyes sharp yet composed. “Benny, don’t panic. Even if a serious trouble arises, I will handle it. Tell me, what exactly happened?”

“Grandpa, not only did dad lose the bid at today’s meeting, but he was also taken away by the police. They claimed he was involved in a murder case and wanted to take him in for questioning,” Benny said, his voice still filled with distress.

Travis replied reassuringly, “I understand, Benny. Your father will be alright. I’ll ensure he’s safely brought back. Don’t worry too much.”

“Yes, Grandpa. I’ll hang up now,” Benny concluded, ending the call.

After hanging up, a flicker of anger shone in Travis’s eyes.

Turning to the elderly man in the room, he commanded, “Gerard, gather a few martialists and head to Vista Verde. Bring James and Benny back to Blade Gate.”

The elderly man responded, “Yes, Senior Presbyter,” and promptly exited the villa.

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