Chapter 911: Exposing the sinister plot Chapter 911: Exposing the sinister plot Grage Family Estate: “Do you dare to deceive me again?” Lowell McClain demanded, his voice a chilling whisper that echoed through the opulent chamber.
His eyes, cold and calculating, bore into Alnod, the Grage family’s head, who was struggling to rise from the floor.
With a powerful kick, Lowell sent Alnod flying, his body crashing into the ornate wall, shattering it into a thousand pieces.
Alnod landed with a sickening thud, coughing up a torrent of blood.
His face contorted in pain and humiliation.
This was a public disgrace, a humiliation before his own family.
Rage surged through Alnod.
He yearned to lash out, to strike back at Lowell, but he knew he was outmatched.
He had to think, to find a way out of this predicament.
Lowell watched Alnod’s reaction with a contemptuous sneer.
He saw the desperation in his eyes, the feeble attempts to justify himself.
“Enough!” Lowell bellowed, his voice booming through the room.
The family elders behind him trembled in fear, their faces pale.
The family representative hesitated, unsure whether to step forward and intervene.
But seeing that the Family Head was still trying to bluff, he decided to wait and see.
“Listen, everyone,” Lowell said, his voice carrying a note of authority.
“Your Family Head has committed a heinous crime.” He then proceeded to outline the intricate plot Alnod had devised, a plot that had nearly succeeded.
The details were shocking, revealing a side of Alnod that no one had ever imagined.
Gasps of disbelief echoed through the room.
The family members were stunned, their faces contorted in horror.
They couldn’t believe that their leader had been capable of such treachery.
The thought of the Federation Head’s wrath sent a shiver down their spines.
Even the elderly women, who had traditionally been more reserved, were visibly shaken.
“Only the Great Elder can save him now,” one of the women whispered to herself.
Alnod, meanwhile, was paralyzed by fear.
The sudden revelation had left him reeling.
He had thought he was so clever, so cunning, but Lowell McClain had seen through his deception.
He coughed again, blood staining his lips.
His world was crumbling around him.
“Federation Head has asked me to collect more compensation for your despicable act.
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When it comes to your punishment, he will decide later,” Lowell said to him, his voice cold and unyielding.
Hearing that, Lowell sighed deeply.
He was caught completely.
There was nothing to pretend anymore.
Since the Federation Head is not going to punish him right now, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Now he understands why Lowell attacked him without any worry.
The Federation Head must be behind him, providing unwavering support.
“Alright, I will give you those resources,” Alnod said, his voice tinged with resignation.
He then turned to his representative and signaled him to bring the treasures from the treasury.
The representative, who had been watching everything unfold, nodded his head to the family head before disappearing from the spot in a swift motion.
He immediately went to the treasury to collect the treasures, moving with a sense of urgency.
The elders, who had been silently observing the situation, sighed as well.
There was nothing they could do in this matter.
The elderly women, in particular, sighed with a mix of relief and concern.
The problem was coming to an end without them having to disturb their great elder.
However, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that Family Head Alnod had made a grave mistake this time.
Lowell snorted, a sound filled with contempt, before waiting for the representative to arrive.
He knew he couldn’t abuse Alnod anymore.
Since Alnod had given in, there was no point in beating him up further.
Shortly afterward, the representative appeared, holding another storage ring.
He approached Alnod with a respectful bow.
Alnod, despite his injuries, stood up and tried to walk towards him.
Though the injuries were not life-threatening, they caused him considerable pain.
He gritted his teeth, his face contorted in agony, as he forced himself to move.
With a trembling hand, Alnod picked up the storage ring from the representative’s hand and handed it to Lowell.
Lowell received it with a look of disdain, immediately checking its contents with his mental power.
Inside, he found the usual collections of herbs and fruits, along with a variety of pills.
His mental power meticulously examined the quality of the pills.
The pills in the boxes were genuine, of high-grade quality.
This time, there were no combination pills; instead, the pills were expensive ones commonly sold in markets.
Seeing this, Lowell’s mouth curved into a satisfied arc.
There was no fraud involved this time.
He looked at Alnod, his eyes cold and unforgiving, and gave a final snort of derision before turning on his heel and leaving the place.
When Lowell finally left the place, everyone breathed a huge sigh of relief.
The tension that had gripped the estate dissipated like a heavy fog lifting.
They had been deeply worried that their estate would be run down by the formidable Lowell McClain.
Seeing that he left after collecting the resources, they could finally be at ease.
The elders of the family then turned towards their Family Head, Alnod.
Their faces showed a mix of complex emotions-relief, disappointment, and concern.
The Family Head had made a grave mistake, and they had been perilously close to the brink of destruction.
The weight of their near-catastrophe hung heavily in the air.
Fortunately, the Federation Head had no immediate plans to deal with them further.
The elderly woman, a respected figure among them, sighed deeply.
She then turned around and gently asked the family members to leave, not wanting to embarrass the Family Head any further.
Her voice was calm but firm, a clear signal that the matter was to be put to rest for now.
Family Head Alnod felt a wave of humiliation wash over him.
His pride was wounded, but he was grateful that the elderly woman had saved his face at the right moment.
He then turned to his representative and, with a weary voice, asked him to guide him to the training room so that he could begin the process of healing himself.
The representative nodded and led the way, leaving the hall that had been filled with so much tension just moments before.
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