Chapter 567

Nick Barlow crouched respectfully while massaging Anderson's legs, all while wearing a fawning smile. "Alright, alright," he said in a respectful tone. "Everyone knows that no matter how powerful some people appear to be on the outside, they all need to follow your lead here in Belchester City. Once you make a move, no one can do much." Nick's eyes glittered with his lust for power and admiration toward Anderson. He was 26 this year. As the child of George's fourth wife, he was a member of the Barlow family. He knew that he didn't hold much power within the family and needed to rely heavily on Anderson. "In any case, I trust you most, Anderson," Nick said. "You say jump, and I'll only ask how high." The Barlow family's influence had deeply infiltrated the country. It would be difficult to shift the power dynamic within Belchester City and the Barlow family. However, it wouldn't be easy to take over Gregory's position. Anderson uncrossed his legs to signal that he was getting up. Nick immediately stood up and grinned. "Anderson, aren't you going to stay for a while longer? The club hired some new women, and they were all carefully picked out. I'm sure they'll satisfy you. "Why don't I call them in for you to see? Besides, Isabel has health issues, and it's not normal for a man not to have a woman by his side." Anderson's gaze sharpened as he shot Nick a warning glance. Nick immediately realized he had said something wrong and slapped himself in the face while smiling. "Oh, I just can't control my mouth. Don't get upset, Anderson. I'm just messing around." Without a word, Anderson gave him another cold look and turned to leave. "Be careful on your way out, Anderson." Anderson put one hand in his pocket and strode off. The door closed behind him, and he paused after taking just a few steps. It didn't take long before a sarcastic voice rose from inside the room. "Who does he think he is? Acting all high and mighty." Anderson listened to it expressionlessly. The voice didn't tone down and grew increasingly loud after Anderson's departure. Another softer voice rose. "That's enough. We're still a family. You're going to get yourself in trouble if he hears you." "I'm just mad. The Barlow family has plenty of offspring, so why was he chosen to be the successor? Everyone knows that Gemma was a slut and slept with our uncle. It's no wonder that her husband would rather cheat than go home." "Yeah, but one has to admit that Renee was really beautiful back then. It's no wonder that Howard couldn't be bothered to spend time with Gemma. Renee is born a vixen, and so is her daughter." Anderson heard every word they said but remained extremely calm. "Take care of it." "Yes, Mr. Barlow." … At 4:00 pm, the news was playing, and the anchorman said, "Earlier today on the Southern Highway, a truck driver under the influence collided with two other vehicles, leading to a severe accident. "By the time the rescue team arrived, the cars were on fire, which later led to an explosion. The police are currently investigating, and we have yet to identify the victims. We'll continue to follow up…"