Upon hearing that, with a sullen face, Mr. Scott Sentor looked at Darrell, who was still meditating.


    Darrell was badly hurt. However, needless to say, it was worse for Mason. It was fortunate enough that


    he was alive. It was too high an expectation to expect him to return to normal.


    Peter was not satisfied with that. “Mr. Novak, what about my grandson?”


    “Mr. Scott Senior.” Darrell began to cough violently, his body swaying, “You saw the vengeful spirit this


    time. It was aggressive and didn’t want to leave anyone alive. Mr. Logan didn’te either. I’m afraid


    this resentment cannot be appeased.”


    Peter narrowed his eyes. “Mr. Novak, the Scott family has been generous to you over the years. Surely


    you can quell this resentment? Just tell me how my grandson can get back to


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