Chapter 208


    The God of War Chapter 208


    Jeffery and George? Those two bastards?


    “How would I know where they are?”


    Speaking of Jeffery and George, Albert shook his head bitterly and said in a low voice, “Edward, forget


    it. It’s actually a good thing that they escaped. I don’t want to have anything to do with them unless they


    try to provoke us again.”


    As he spoke, Albert cast a casual nce at Jorge who was beside him.


    The nce conveyed quite a lot of messages although Albert didn’t make it clear.


    If Jeffery and George dared to stir up trouble again, Jorge wouldn’t let them off! After all, Jorge was not


    a person to be trifled with.


    However, Edward didn’t catch Albert’s hidden message and said through gritted teeth, “Roselyn, your


    company is booming now. I’m sure you have a lot of connections to get information. Mobilize your


    connections to find Jeffery. He has to pay for mistreating your grandpa and spreading rumors!”


    “Okay,” Roselyn replied softly. Then, she didn’t say anything more and novelxo fast updateleft with


    her parents and Jorge.


    On the way home.


    As Jorge was driving, he thought about everything that had happened.


    He then thought to himself, ‘Should I ask Rosefinch to find Jeffery and George?’


    …


    Reddol Province was on the west of Hayden Province.


    The Bush family owned a vi in suburban Reddol. A fight broke out in the front yard of the vi,


    causing deafening noise. Two men, one old and one young, were hiding in the backyard, trembling with


    fear. The older one asked with his trembling voice, “George, is it Jorge? Is heing for us? How does


    he know that we are here?”


    These two men were Jeffery and George! They fled from Hayden Province and came to Reddol


    Province to hide. Jeffery, who used to wield enormous power within the Easton family, could only find a


    job as under butler in the Bush family after struggling in the job market.


    As for George, he wound up as a servant here and made slim pickings every now and then.


    “I don’t think it’s Jorge.”


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    George mustered his courage and ran out to take a look at what was happening in the front yard. Then


    he quickly slipped back and said in a low voice, “Dad, there are two old men out there. One is


    surnamed Johnson and I didn’t figure out who the other one is.”


    Johnson? So, it was not Jorge?


    Only then did Jeffery feel a little relieved. Recalling everything that had happened, he couldn’t help but


    gnash his teeth. “Bastard Jorge! He’s the reason why we were forced to run away from Hayden! I will


    grab every possible opportunity to take back everything that belonged to me!”


    Now, no one in Ocean City and even Hayden Province knew Jeffery, the head of the Easton family. All


    they knew was the New-Easton Group.


    Jeffery’s wife and newborn son were living a good life, relying on Roselyn’s financial support. However,


    Jeffery still didn’t give up his ambition. Instead, he became even greedier. He wanted to regain control


    of the Easton family desperately!


    “Alright, it’s alright!”


    Someone in the front yard shouted, “Come out, everybody. Attackers have been subdued. We are safe


    now!”


    Jeffery and George let out a sigh of relief. They followed other servants and maids to the front yard to


    clean up.


    About twenty people were lying dead in the spacious front yard which covered an area equal to half a


    football field. Among them was a gray-clothed old man who held a sword in his hand. There were


    wounds all over his body, leaving him lying in a pool of blood.


    Beside him was a white-haired old man with a machete in his hand. He was also lying in a pool of


    blood. His chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes were filled with ming hatred. Although he was


    about to die, he was in high spirits.


    “This is hisst gasp. This old man is doomed.”


    Jeffery stood in the crowd and looked at the white-haired old man. He clicked his tongue and said,


    “What’s wrong with him? How dare he pick a fight here? He…”


    Jeffery suddenly stopped. His gaze froze on the face of the white-haired old man.


    This old man was Stephen!


    Stephen, the former ruler of the underworld in Cloud City, was here! “This is Stephen. Then, the gray-


    clothed old man must be Sword!”


    Jeffery stared at Stephen and Sword who were lying in the pool of blood. His eyes suddenly lit up and


    he shouted, “Mr. Bush, I have something to say! I know who sent these two people here!


    “It’s Jorge from the New-Easton Group in Ocean City!