The raise of Maureen Smith and her Good Luck System-Chapter 67 - One Lamp lit

I will make the Williams Corp’s stocks plummet!”

The old master’s blood pressure surged in anger.

Previously oblivious, as Liam spent his time at school.

Despite his constant fights and troubles, he had thankfully avoided significant calamity.

However, that changed the night before when he ended up in the police station.

The news was no longer concealable and reached his ears.

Immediately, he had people bring Liam back, only to find the boy causing even greater commotion, even using a private plane!

Just to pursue a romance with a young girl?!

“Why would I touch her?

It’s you I want to deal with!

You little brat, I feel like beating you to death!”

Rolling up his sleeves, the old master began climbing the mock mountain in a fit of rage,

“You claim to like her, but does she reciprocate your feelings?

You’re trapped in unrequited love.

You’re undeserving to be part of my Williams family!” Seeing this, the lawyer Daniel and the butler hastily helped the old sir down, “This is not advisable.

What if you fall?”

Piecing together a few labored breaths below, while clutching the chessboard, the old master growled.

“My feelings for her are not unrequited, we’re both in love!”

Fuming, the old master retorts, “Both in love, my foot!”

Perched above, Liam boldly asserted, “If you kill me, there won’t be anyone to inherit the family’s wealth.”

The old master could not bear the likes of Demon, and his feelings were evident.

Trembling with fury, the old master pointed at Liam with the chessboard: “If your brother were alive, would you have even had a chance to inherit?

You caused the death of your father and brother yet have the audacity to continue their legacy!

If it weren’t for you, your brother may still be alive.

He was my most promising grandson.

Do you think you could touch a dime if he were still around?”

Liam stiffened for a moment before quickly reverting to his normal state,

“There’s no big brother now, only me.

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You have no choice.”

The old man was flustered and exasperated, throwing the chessboard aside.

He seized a stack of photos wrapped in brown paper from the attorney, Daniel, and tossed it towards the artificial hill,

“I honestly don’t care about you anymore, but you better get your facts clear.

Don’t be dimwitted enough to help someone whilst they exploit you.”

Liam hopped down from the artificial hill and picked up the items the old man had thrown at him, but didn’t even bother opening them.

He casually threw them back to attorney Daniel, “What’s this?

I’m not interested.

Most definitely another attempt to cause a misunderstanding between me and Maureen.

I don’t believe it, I only trust what I see.”

The old man’s face was ashen, “Get out!

Leave my place within a minute!

Go back to your own house, I don’t want to see you!”

Attorney Daniel quickly caught sight of Liam limping down from the artificial hill.

He couldn’t help but say, “The young master was hit several times earlier.

His back and leg are probably bruised.

Should we get a private doctor to apply for some medication first?”

“Serves him right,” the old man cursed at Liam.

“Your brother is dead.

What’s wrong with you getting hurt?”

With that said, the old man walked away infuriated.

Attorney Daniel looked back at Liam.

Liam, still and silent, stood there head bowed, a layer of frost resting on his short hair, looking extremely worn out.

He silently spun around, intending to leave.

But the moment he turned, perhaps pulling the wound on his back, he grimaced in pain, unable to suppress a hiss of discomfort.

Attorney Daniel could not resist advising, “You better not move.

Let me drive you home.

Rest for a while.”

“Alright,” Liam swiped his hand across his face, replied in a relaxed tone,

“Thanks, Attorney Daniel.” Attorney Daniel shook his head and sighed, “I’ll go bring the car around.”

Attorney Daniel stepped back with long strides and headed to drive the car.

His assistant, who had followed him for many years, was visiting the Williams estate for the first time and witnessing such a tense scene.

He couldn’t help but swallow hard, whispering, “I thought this grandfather-grandson duo were just kidding around – jumping around and playing.

How is it that the old man really hit him?

If I were hit like that, all my bones would break, plus he never hit the face, only where clothes were covering.”

Attorney Daniel replied, “Hit the face?

If Liam leaves the Williams estate with a bruised face, wouldn’t it make the news tomorrow?”

The assistant continued to question: “Does that mean he has to hit as hard as if the young master were his enemy?

Liam can hardly walk.”

“Well, it’s not exactly an enemy, the old man still treats him as his grandson, but there’s a barrier they’ve been stuck on for years.

Anyway…” Attorney Daniel shook his head, “Don’t ask anymore, the more you know, the sooner you die, understand?”

The assistant quickly shut his mouth and dared not ask any further.

Attorney Daniel drove Liam home.

He couldn’t help but glance a few times at Liam, who was quietly recuperating, through his rearview mirror.

This young man had changed a lot.

He still remembered the first time they met.

Back then, he was a newbie in the legal profession, accompanying his boss to handle the Williams family’s affairs.

At that time, Liam was only thirteen years old, and his elder brother, Nelson, was eighteen.

Both brothers were well-behaved, humble, and polite.

Anyone who came in contact with them would feel welcome and pleased.

At thirteen, Liam was still a child with bright, innocent eyes.

Unschooled in worldly matters, when he knocked into a golf caddy at the golf course, he promptly helped the caddy up and apologized.

Like his elder brother, Nelson, Liam had short, black hair that gave him the look of a clean and tall poplar tree.

But then, that incident happened.

It was quite a sensation at that time, as it was audacious for kidnappers to dare to abduct the two heirs of the Williams family and publicly demand that his father personally bring the ransom to retrieve his sons.

The incident almost made headlines, but was suppressed by the Williams family’s money due to bad publicity.

Only rumors about the incident circulated privately.

Exactly what transpired during the kidnapping, even Lawyer Daniel, who is considered a close confidante of the Williams family, didn’t have a clear understanding.

However, he knew that Mr..

Williams who went to pay the ransom didn’t return, neither did Nelson.

They both died there, their bodies gruesomely mangled.

This was because one person managed to escape, which led the gang to vengefully kill the remaining captives.

Only Liam managed to return.

Presumably something occurred during the kidnapping.

Upon his return, Liam not only didn’t receive comfort or embrace, but also was forgiven by his grandfather and mother.

Back then, the old man even gave him two choices: either to take the money and leave, or to stay and clean up the mess.

Liam seemed to have chosen the latter.

When Lawyer Daniel next met Liam, it was already the beginning of the current year.

Liam, now eighteen, had grown into a young man completely different from his brother in his formative years.

His hair dyed red, his learning sporadic, as if he fished for three days and sunbathed for two.

There was no trace of the boy from his past.

…

Suddenly, Liam opened his eyes, prompting Lawyer Daniel to hastily avert his gaze.

The vehicle moved into a luxurious villa under the cover of night.

Several cars were parked outside the villa, one of which bore the license plate of Liam’s mother.

“Mistress has returned?” Lawyer Daniel glanced over, his brow furrowing.

“Those who are bound to arrive, will arrive,” Liam sprang to life, rolled his shoulders, and briskly exited the car after pushing the door open.

He took two steps forward, heaved a deep breath, and took larger paces.

That way, his wound would be disturbed less.

The villa was chilled to the bone, lacking even a single framed photo.

The lights were equally cold.

In the living room, only one lamp was lit.