My Fair Stunner

Chapter 271 Open And Secret Fights

Chapter 271 Open And Secret Fights

Hank's face was gloomy, and when he was about to explain, Old Mr. Farrell came downstairs.

Seeing him, Hank instantly fell silent. And when Old Mr. Farrell approached, he properly greeted him.

Old Mr. Farrell walked to him on a cane and said coldly, "Do you think you are fully fledged? How dare

you start fighting for the family property before I die?"

Hank retorted, "Grandpa, I didn't do it."

Old Mr. Farrell walked to the sofa, sat down, looked at Lance, and asked, "Is he your subordinate?"

Hank answered, "Yes."

Old Mr. Farrell asked with a sullen face, "Then why did you say didn't do it?"

Hank replied, "Grandpa, I did send Lance to smuggle goods at the wharf of the Carters, but I swear I

didn't send people to kill Colin on the way back to Cocanel."

Both Colin and Hank knew what would touch Old Mr. Farrell's nerve.

Hearing his words, Old Mr. Farrell glanced sideways at York. This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

York immediately understood his hint, so he asked the bodyguards to bring all the people that Abbot

had sent over to the living room.

"Hank, please save us!"

"Hank, please let Old Mr. Farrell spare us!"

Those people started asking Hank for help as soon as they arrived.

When Hank heard this, his pupils shrank, and he kept silent.

Old Mr. Farrell sneered, raised the cane in his hand, pointed to the more than twenty people kneeling

on the ground, and said, "Don't you know the dogs you raise?"

Seeing these familiar faces, Hank was speechless.

These people were indeed his subordinates.

But they were different from Lance. Lance was both his friend and subordinate. However, these people

were really like the dogs he raised, and they usually helped him do some dirty work. Hearing Old Mr.

Farrell questioning, Hank remained silent.

Faye slightly moved her hand held by Colin and said in a low voice that only the two of them could

hear, "I don't think Hank is lying."

Colin squeezed her fingertips and replied in a low voice, "Yes. Unfortunately, he can't deny it now."

No matter whether Hank had lied or not, he had to take the blame today.

As Colin expected, Hank took the blame and would be punished at home.

When Hank was being taken to the ancestral hall by York, he passed by Nylah, stopped his steps,

looked down at her, and said, "Whose subordinate are you?"

Nylah had been looking down at the ground. Hearing the question, she raised her eyes and said, "Mr.

Farrell, what are you talking about? I can't understand what you said."

Hank said, "Are you working for my mother or father?"

Nylah replied, "I don't understand your words."

Hank smiled and said as elegantly as usual, "You must have endured a lot of hardships. To make this

move, you have even sacrificed yourself."

Nylah pursed her lips in silence.

After Hank left, Old Mr. Farrell calmed down, turned his head to look at Colin, and tried to console him,

saying, "Colin, I will teach Hank a good lesson for his mistake today. Don't worry! This kind of thing will

never happen again."

Seeing that Colin keep silent, Old Mr. Farrell reached out to pick up the glass and took a sip of water.

And then, he cleared his throat and said, "If you are not satisfied with my handling, you can tell me

directly."

Colin smiled, let go of Faye's hand, got up to add water into Old Mr. Farrell's glass, and said, "Grandpa,

you are old, and you know my dad is not capable. I think you should let Hank and me fight openly

instead of fighting secretly like this."

Colin made "falling out with the Farrells" sound euphemistic.

Old Mr. Farrell asked with a sullen face, "What did you say?"

Colin said, "It is just a matter of time. I can understand you like watching us fighting. But both Hank and

I are young and impulsive, and we are prone to lose the sense of propriety in secret fights. If one of us

accidentally kills the other, things will become super bad."

Old Mr. Farrell tightened his grip on the glass when Colin was refilling his glass, so the water was about

to overflow.

Usually, one would only fill another person's glass seven percent full to leave a buffer.

Old Mr. Farrell was a sophisticated man, so he saw through Colin's intention.

He was euphemistically telling him that he would not maintain the semblance of peace anymore.

After they were stuck in a stalemate for a few seconds, Old Mr. Farrell slammed the glass on the coffee

table, and most of the water spilled out. And then, he said, "You deserve to be a member of the

Farrells! You're promising!"

Then, he cast a sideways look at Colin and said, "Colin, you grew up under my roof. You have been

smart since you were young and know how to hide your strengths and bide your time. When I got to

know that you are fledged, you have already secretly developed your connections. But do you think you

can contend with me with the support of Abbot Carter?"

Colin replied, "Certainly not! Abbot is kind-hearted, so he can't do cruel things."

Hearing this, Old Mr. Farrell asked in surprise, "Ethan is also on your side?"

Colin smiled playfully, but before he could reply, a bodyguard ran in and said, "Old Mr. Farrell, Ethan

and his people surrounded the old mansion."