At Enrique’s place, Enrique wore a terribly grim expression. Initially, he had planned to wait for his father to pass away before teaming up with Behemoth Palace to seize the position of the family head. However, with the old man seemingly not on the verge of death anytime soon, Enrique’s plans needed adjustment.
“Dad, we need to figure something out. We absolutely cannot let them revive Grandpa. If necessary, we should act preemptively,” Yorath suggested, his gleaming with determination eyes.
“If things get desperate, it seems we might have to resort to patricide. Immediately contact Behemoth Palace and have them move to Yellow Blue City. To prevent your Uncle Lawrence from making a move against us first, we need to be prepared.” Enrique acknowledged, aware that his elder brother might turn against him after today’s disgraceful incident.
Committing patricide was the most shameful act, something Lawrence would find utterly unacceptable.
Despite Lawrence not saying anything today, Enrique knew that his elder brother attacking him was just a matter of time. He had to be ready in advance.
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