“Huh?” Ferid was shocked. He gulped and said, “This wine is so venomous. Why would you still take it out, Albert?”
Albert chuckled. “Didn't you say you want to kill Riordan?”
Ferid was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat. He stammered. “N-No, I just said it out of anger. How could I possibly kill him for real? He’s my father. How can I kill my father? You must be insane!”
“Haha, you’re right. But...” Albert said in a meaningful manner, “If Riordan dies now, the matter of looking for a son-in-law will be over. After he dies, the position of the family head will naturally be passed down to the only son, you. At that time, you’ll have the say on Dragon Mountain Range. After you sell it to us, you can take the money and leave to enjoy your life. Once we obtain the mountain range, we will exploit it freely. It’s a win-win situation.”
What he said was what Ferid thought.
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