Chapter 48
The bank liquidated the Xaviers’ other vis, and now most of them were either homeless or renting
houses to live in.
This remaining vi was Rowena Xavier’s personal property.
Trent’s n to heavily inte the prices of worthless artifacts and sell them off to people worked. Most
of the attendees had spent money in that auction and bought something from the Xaviers, intimidated
by Trent’s power, Trent may have died, but the money fell into Rowena’s hands. Rowena was a
woman, but she became a pir of hope after Warren and Trent’s deaths. The Xaviers all turned to her,
in hopes of her pulling them back up into wealth.
Vi, room on the second floor.
An old man, around 50 years of age,y on the bed. Beside him was a woman d in a white dress.
That woman was Rowena Xavier. She was in her 30s but looked no older than 19 thanks to her high-
maintenance lifestyle. She was slim and had delicate facial features. She was an attractive woman in
every sense of the word, with her long hair flowing down her shoulders and her slightly see-through
dress only entuating her seductive charm.
“Mr. Bertrand, when are you going to make good on your promise?” Rowena said as she looked at the
old man on the bed that was wearing only his underwear.
This man was a big shot, with connections in high ces.
The Xaviers were bankrupt. Most of their assets had been liquidated, so Rowena too was using every
connection she had in order to get back some of their properties.
Charles looked at the gorgeous Rowena and smiled.
“Don’t worry. I always keep my word. As you know, Alex Yates used the proper channels to bankrupt
you. I need to be able to deal with every aspect of that.”
Rowena walked over to him and snuggled into Charles’s arms.
“I’ve given you at least fifty million, Mr. Bertrand,” she said coquettishly.
“It’s been so long. Give me an urate time frame.”
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“Soon. It’s soon. Within a few days.”
Charles was smiling at her, but he was secretly disdainful.
‘Stupid woman,’ he thought.
‘Your family has fallen. Trent is dead. There’s no way the Xaviers will be able to return to being one of
The Great Four. I’ve long since used up the money you had given me. Did you actually think I’d humor
you if it weren’t for money?”
“Don’t worry, Mr. Bertrand. You’ll get your share once I get my family’s finances stabilized. I’ll be all
yours, too.”
Bang! Just then, the bedroom door was kicked open.
“Who goes there?!” Charles jumped, startled, and crawled to his knees.
He trembled when he saw the person that kicked the door open was wearing a ghost mask.
He rolled out of bed and fell on the floor, then started frantically putting his clothes back on as he said,
“I- I have nothing to do with them! I don’t know anything! I’m leaving now!” Everyone in Cansington
knew who the man in the ghost mask was.
He was the one that killed Warren and Trent
Rowena trembled as well when the man entered the room).
James walked slowly towards them. Charles sprinted past him, now fully dressed, but he was yanked
backward and tossed back onto the bed.
He curled into a ball in fright and kept as quiet as he could, afraid he’d say something to anger the god
of death in front of him.
“Who the hell are you? Why do you hold a grudge against us?” Rowena asked when she had calmed
down, staring down at James,
James took his mask off.
“You?” Rowena said, bewildered.
“James Caden? The one who married into the Cahans?”
“Yes.” James confirmed.
“Wait… J- James Caden?” Rowena said in shock, suddenly recalling something.
” You… You’re Nichs Caden’s son?!”
James nodded, then pulled a chair over and sat by the bed. He calmly lit a cigarette.
The big bedroom waspletely silent, save for the quiet hiss of the lit cigarette. Charles remained
balled up in bed, still keeping his silence.