The Formidable Son-In-Law: The Charismatic Lucas Gray

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As usual, Lucas was in charge of driving Cheyenne and Amelia to the Brilliance Corporation and the kindergarten.

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At this moment, in the Wallaces’ manor…

The Kingstons arrived in the morning.

After searching the manor for most of the night, the Wallaces’ efforts to find Henry’s murderer had been futile.
At daybreak, they had no choice but to report the matter to the Kingstons fearfully.

After all, Henry had worked for the Kingstons, and now that he was dead, they had to inform the Kingstons about it no matter what.
Otherwise, they would be blamed even further when the Kingstons pursued the matter.

In the living room of the main villa where Pierre, the Wallace family head, resided, a young man in his thirties was sitting on the master seat, exuding a noble and dignified aura.

On the other hand, Pierre was sitting at the side, with his body leaning forward a little in a respectful manner.

Next, Darren, Bryant, and the rest of the Wallaces took seats as well.

There was a stiffened corpse that had already turned cold laying on the ground in the middle of the guest hall.
His bald head was still shiny, and his eyes were wide open, seemingly in unrest.
There was also a slash wound on his neck.

The corpse belonged to Henry, who had been slashed fatally in the neck in a single move by Stanley last night.

“I want you to tell me honestly what exactly happened last night,” the young man on the master seat ordered indifferently.

Although his tone wasn’t harsh, it was authoritative and gave off a sense of oppression, making the Wallaces tense up subconsciously.

A layer of sweat instantly seeped out from Pierre’s forehead, as the young man opposite him made him feel genuine fear from the bottom of his heart.

The young man was Marc Kingston, the most highly regarded direct descendant of the Kingstons.

Although he was Kyle’s cousin, their statuses in the Kingston family were worlds apart.

For example, Kyle had to try marrying Gisele Taylor, someone of the four major families in Orange County, in order to gain a stable foothold in his family.
But Marc had never regarded the Taylors highly.

Marc was the most respected descendant of the Kingstons.

Of course, the reason for Marc’s formidableness was not only his identity but also his character.
Legend had it that while Marc might seem gentle and soft-spoken on the surface, he was actually very temperamental and extremely brutal.
He had killed at least ten people by beating them to death and other means.

Of course, those were just rumors, and Pierre had never witnessed any of those acts of violence before.
But he was nonetheless genuinely afraid of Marc.

After hearing Marc’s question, Pierre hurriedly answered, “Yes, Mr.
Kingston! At about ten o’clock last night, a man suddenly broke into the villa that Henry was staying in.
By the time we rushed there, Henry… was… he was already dead!

“Moreover, Henry was in extremely low spirits yesterday because of his apprentice’s death, and he forbade us from going near his villa.
So… so we didn’t get to see who the murderer was…” Pierre said with his head hung low, after which he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

Marc sneered.
“Hah, he was already dead when you rushed over, but none of you saw who the murderer was? Is that what you’re trying to tell me?”

Pierre’s heart tensed up, but he bit the bullet and said, “Yes, that’s indeed the case! We also want to find the murderer and avenge Henry, but there’s nothing we can do… We only know that the murderer must be related to that scoundrel Lucas Gray!”