Logan''s suppressed anger nearly boiled over as he rolled up his sleeves, ready to


    go beat someone up.


    Aspen''s face was also filled with fury.


    These bastards were being way too disrespectful.


    However, Andrew remainedpletely calm and said to Mason, "Arrange a room


    for me. I''ll rest for a while, and call me when the banquet starts."


    Mason replied with a half-smile, "Of course, Mr. Lloyd. This way, please."


    Then, a younger member of the Ulrich family led the three of them around the


    corridor into a guest room.


    As soon as they entered, Logan punched the decorative screen. "Mason, that


    ungrateful bastard. We were the ones who helped him be the new head of


    the Ulrich family! Damn it, now he''s turning around to bite us. I''ve got to find a way


    to take him down!"


    Andrew leaned back on the couch,fortably crossing his legs. He beckoned to


    Aspen, who blushed but obediently came over to massage his shoulders and


    legs.


    "Don''t get so worked up. I''m starting to get a clearer picture of how Cillian died,"


    he replied casually while enjoying Aspen''s massage.


    Logan was stunned. "What do you mean? Didn''t that unlucky old bastard die at


    the nursing home? At his age, I figured he''d lived long enough anyway."


    Andrew sneered. "Only someone as naive as you would believe Cillian died of


    natural causes."


    Logan looked bewildered. "Wait, what are you saying? Are you telling me Cillian


    was murdered?"


    Andrew snorted. "Of course he was


    murdered, and I''m 100% certain of it!


    The public opinion outside is already


    one-sided. Everyone suspects that I,


    the new chairman, did it. Since


    Cillian and I did have conflicts, it''s


    obvious that whoever''s behind this


    knows about our history. So, killing


    him and framing me for it seems


    perfectly logical."


    Logan nodded repeatedly. "That''s actually quite possible. So, who do you think


    killed Cillian?"


    Aspen jumped in first. "I think it was Mason, the new head of the Ulrich family!


    Earlier in the wake, I could tell that he didn''t look sad at all!"


    Logan was puzzled. "How could you tell?"


    Aspen smiled. "You guys didn''t


    notice, but I did! Mason had a gun


    tucked at his back. Being so fully


    prepared like that means he''s either


    expecting to meet someone


    important, or he''s ready for a fight!"


    Andrew snapped his fingers appreciatively. "Excellent observation skills and very


    sharp awareness! It looks like training you to be an assassin was the right


    choice."


    Aspen smiled shyly. "It''s all because you taught me so well, Mr. Lloyd!"


    Logan felt disgusted. "Could you two


    please stop showing off your


    rtionship? I have at least a


    hundreddy friends in Blumedale! If


    you keep throwing around this


    lovey-dovey stuff, I''ll make one


    phone call and all of them crash this


    ce right now and watch you


    drown in jealousy!"


    Aspen giggled and rolled her eyes without saying anything.


    Andrew continued, "Back to the point. I also think Mason is about to meet


    someone important. This person might very well be Cillian''s killer."


    Logan shook his head. "I don''t agree with that theory. No matter how much of a


    scumbag Mason is, he couldn''t possibly team up with someone to kill his own


    father."