Tyrel kicked Gaben to the ground and cursed, "I don''t need to hear that from you. Let me tell you, since I''m here in Seechertown, I''ll handle this myself. I''ll give you three hours. Find me the information about that person. Otherwise, I''ll take your life!"


    "Yes, of course! Don''t worry, Tyrel, I''ll make sure it''s done."


    Gaben hurriedly sent someone to inquire at the auction venue. Eventually, he found out that the person who sat next to Trevorst night was none other than Faron, the son of Orin Cambell, the governor of Kardon Province.


    This news startled Gaben. After all, Orin was the governor of Kardon Province, in charge of the entire province. Although Tyrel was a big shot in the underworld, he could notpare to Orin.


    Tyrel was originally a contractor at a construction site. Later on, he gained some fame due to a fortunate demolition. He led a group of people under him. Although Tyrel was not the big boss in Kardon Province''s underworld, he was still a prominent figure.


    Gaben had originally nned to curry favor with Tyrel. After all, on construction sites, there were often discoveries of ancient artifacts. If these artifacts were handed over to him for disposal and auctioned off, it would be a win-win situation where everyone could benefit.


    That was Gaben''s little n. However, Tyrel found him before this n could even begin. After being surprised by the news, under Tyrel''s questioning, Gaben had no choice but to reveal Faron''s name.


    "The person who was street racing with Creaney that night was Orin Cambell''s son, Faron. Tyrel, there''s something I''m not sure whether I should say or not." Gaben''s attitude was humble, with a hesitant look on his face.


    Tyrel scolded, "Just spit it out, why are you dilly-dallying?"


    Gaben said, "Tyrel, Mister Orin Campbell is not someone we can provoke. You and I both know Creaney''s personality. This matter may not necessarily be Mister Faron''s fault."


    "What are you saying?" Tyrel grabbed Gaben''s clothes and lifted him up, ring and cursing, "Are you suggesting that my son Creaney offended Faron, and that''s why he ended up street racing and falling off the cliff?"


    Halfway through his words, Tyrel''s confidence waned. The police found Tyrel based on the owner''s information about the McLaren, and at the police station, the police exined the situation to Tyrel and asked if he knew the origin of the handgun.


    Therefore, although Tyrel was still dissatisfied, he acknowledged Gaben''s words. He knew his son''s personality. How could Tyrel not know his son as a father? Over the years, Creaney had caused Tyrel a lot of trouble.


    But this time, Creaney paid the price of his actions with his life. Tyrel''s only son had died like this, and he could not suppress this anger.


    Tyrel released Gaben and said, "So, what if he''s a governor? His son is still his son, just like Creaney is my son."


    Gaben knew that Tyrel was still reluctant to give up on this, so he hurriedly persuaded, "Creaney is indeed a good boy. However, in this matter, Creaney did make a mistake first. I think we should avoid stirring up trouble anymore. Let''s just leave it at that. Tyrel, you''re still young, and you''re worth billions. You can find any woman you want. When the timees, you can find a few more women, and have a few more sons. In twenty years, they''ll grow up, and your family will have heirs."


    "You scum!"


    Smack!