Chapter 346
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Jake's body trembled in anger. He turned to Old Fulin: "Father, I was framed by them. Please believe me. I don't have the courage to sign such a contract. The people behind them must be from the Mellon consortium. I …"
Old Fulin's eyes moved away from Jake's face as he stared at the middle-aged man: "Ryan family will investigate this matter. Please give us one day!"
"Alright." The middle-aged man said, "As long as you sign an agreement here, your family will pay back the money within a day, and I will agree to leave. Otherwise, the ones who should leave should be you. Although this castle is a little shabby, it is still worth some money. Take it as giving me back some of my capital."
"Father!" Sandro hurriedly called out.
Old Fulin raised his hand to stop Sander's words. His wrinkled face revealed a bit of coldness. There was unprecedented chill in his eyes: "Don't push your luck! If I expel this bastard from the family, you won't get anything but his corpse! If you want it then take it! "Old Fulin waved his sleeves. He didn't look at Jake who was in front of him.
Jake's face turned pale as he heard these words. He didn't know if he was scared or angry. He knelt down and hugged Old Fulin's legs: "Father, you can't do this! If you drive me out of the family then they will definitely kill me! You can't be so cruel! You can't!"
"Yes, Grandpa …"
Below the dining table, Hughes and another young girl were at a loss as to what to do. They hurriedly knelt down and pleaded for their father.
Old Fulin didn't hear them. His face was cold as he stared at the middle-aged man.
Middle-aged man's face slightly changed as he looked at Old Fulin: "Patriarch, you are really courageous! Good courage! His own son and grandson were not even worth this much money. Fine! One day! I will give you one day. If you can't get the money tomorrow then get out of here! Otherwise don't blame me for being impolite! "He left in anger.
The butler immediately followed them out of the dining room. After a moment the butler returned and bowed to Old Fulin: "Master, they have left."
Old Fulin's face slightly trembled as he heard Dudian's words. He slowly leaned back on the chair. The murderous aura in his eyes dimmed as if he had aged ten years. The hall was silent. Everyone's eyes fell on him. Sandro couldn't bear it and said in a low voice, "Father …"
Old Fulin looked at him: "Immediately contact Deacon Antia and ask her to come here."
Zendrall immediately replied, "Yes." He looked at Jake who was kneeling in front of Old Fulin. His eyes flashed coldly but he didn't say anything. He turned around and left. After a moment, the sound of carriage galloping echoed outside the hall.
Jake's face was pale as he clutched Old Fulin's trousers. He pleaded: "Father, I was really framed. Please save me. I am your son. You have given everything to him since childhood. I didn't fight for anything. I know that I made a mistake this time. But they deliberately wanted to deal with us, I …"
Old Fulin looked down at him. He lifted the crutch in his hand as he wanted to hit Jake. However, he felt a pain in his chest as his hand softened. He took two deep breaths as he looked at Jake coldly: "Our Ryan family has been destroyed since decades ago. We have been surviving in the crevices. You didn't think about making progress. Now at this critical moment, you have fallen into their trap. Our decades of foundation has been destroyed!" Old Fulin coughed again and again as he spoke.
The middle-aged maid who was next to him handed him a handkerchief and a cup of tea.
Old Fulin took a sip of tea. He looked at Jake: "You should pray. If there is no other way then I will expel you for the sake of the future of the Ryan family!"
Jake's face was as white as paper. He hugged Old Fulin's legs and desperately begged.
Hughes and another girl also crawled over. They held Old Fulin's other leg and begged. Their faces were full of tears.
Old Fulin was indifferent as he saw Hughes and the girl begging. His eyes slightly flashed as if they were moist.
At noon.
Zendrall returned to the castle. All the young masters and ladies of the family were sitting in the hall. They looked at each other. The castle used to be noisy but at this moment there was no noise.
Zendrall glanced at the butler: "Where are father and third brother?"
"Master is in the study room on the second floor. Jake is kneeling at the door." The butler whispered.
Sandro snorted coldly and quickly went upstairs. He immediately saw Jake, Hughes, and his sister kneeling in front of the study. The three of them were begging non-stop, and their throats were already hoarse.
Jake hurried to look at Zendrall. He saw that there was no one behind him. His face turned ugly: "Where is deacon Andia? Why didn't she come?"
Zendrall was too lazy to pay attention to him. He strode over and knocked on the door: "Father, I'm back."
"Come in." Old Fulin's voice echoed from the room.
Zendrall pushed the door open. Jake quickly got up and wanted to squeeze in. Zendrall coldly kicked him in the chest. Jake turned around and locked the door. Old Fulin looked haggard as he leaned against the bed. The middle-aged maid was gently massaging his shoulders. His face slightly changed as he asked: "Father, are you alright?"
Old Fulin asked: "She didn't come with you?"
Sandro gritted his teeth and said, "Deacon Andia didn't want to come after hearing about this. She only asked me to pass a message to you. She said that she can't do anything even if she brings this matter to the court. Her only chance is to borrow Oracle Du's status and financial resources to pay off the debt in one go."
Old Fulin's mouth slightly twitched: "What favor? It's bullshit! When our Ryan family was glorious, I had a good relationship with her teacher. Later, I assisted her in ascending to the position of the Ryan family. After so many years, our Ryan family has declined to this point. We have been wronged many times, but I have never asked her for help. Now that we are in trouble, I thought that she would help us because of our past relationship. I didn't expect that people's hearts are colder than I thought … "
Zendrall stepped forward: "Father, don't be discouraged. There will be a solution. As she said, we can solve it once architect Dean comes back."
Old Fulin snorted: "Do we need her to say such a solution? The Mellon consortium has chosen to be in a difficult situation at this time. Even if he comes back, it won't help. They have been planning this for a long time and have been waiting. Dean asked me before whether the Mellon consortium has taken action or not. At that time we didn't realize it. But now we know that they have already taken action. The treaty has been dragged until now and the interest has risen to an astronomical figure. How can we pay them? "
Sander's face changed: "Father, is there any reason for them to expose themselves at this time? Is it because the Scott consortium is pressing them too hard that they are in urgent need of money? Otherwise, the interest will be higher and we won't be able to afford it at that time! "
Old Fulin's face turned grey: "Don't you think that the number of fees is very appropriate? It is the price of a top grade four star item! They are in a difficult situation at this time. Their purpose is to make us bankrupt and cut off Dean's path of retreat. That way they will be able to deal with Dean who is outside the giant wall. They will frame him like the first time he was imprisoned! "
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