Love At The Wrong Table Chapter 1931-The news of Summerton Corporation’s temporary closure and the hasty departure of its leader from Onza had already reached Salem’s ears. Yet, he still wasn’t sure who was behind the attempts to eradicate the Summerton family.

“It must be Teddy Mole, chairman of the Chamber of Commerce!” Julian exclaimed, “We’re married to the Quillen family, and they run the Nuthana Chamber of Commerce. Teddy’s targeting them because he wants control of Nuthana, and he’s going after everyone tied to the Quillens.” Salem fixed Julian with an intense gaze. “Are you sure about this?” With a casual shrug, Julian replied, “I’d say I’m about percent sure. But I don’t have hard evidence. Believe it or not, that’s up to you.” He wasn’t much of a businessman, so he spoke carefreely and didn’t feel the need to speak with precision.

Oddly enough, Salem liked that about him. At least it meant he got to hear Shadows of the Past:

some unfiltered information.

“You’re right.” He nodded grimly. “It’s likely Teddy Mole. That man has been trying to wipe out our family for thirty years.” “What?” Julian’s eyes widened in surprise. “Why? Do we have some old grudge with him?” Ashton, too, was taken aback. It suddenly made sense why Teddy had been so relentless in his pursuit, chasing them even to the far reaches of Eldoria, determined to hunt them down.

Salem’s voice took on a grave tone. “That man may be our enemy, but he’s d formidable one. His ambitions are boundless. Our family’s arms business has www been a thorn in his side for years. So, he’s been looking to take us out for a long time.” AP ww There was no point in holding back now, especially with Julian–he was, after all, the heir to the Summerton family in Onza, so he had every right to know.

Shadows of the Past While processing this information, Jullan couldn’t help but ask, “Great–Grandpa, I understand why you’ve asked for our financial support, but why are we still stockpiling weapons when our family has retreated to the mountains? Are you planning to take over the world?” Before Salem could answer, his twenty–eighth wife chimed in with a soft laugh, “Oh, the Great Master doesn’t want to take over the world; he just wants to be a local emperor!” However, she quickly stifled her laughter under her husband’s stern gaze.