Chapter 1691 It Wasn’t Me

“Not you?” Benoit was shocked. “I am indeed reckless at times, but I am not stupid,” Ansel snorted before explaining himself. “Ettore is with Jules. What kind of assassin is capable of killing them? Someone as powerful as a Demigod?” “You know me very well. I aspire to be the patriarch of the White family, and I even fantasize about it! However, I intend to fight for it fair and square. I will never get things done by playing dirty!” “Is it really not you?” Benoit was still very suspicious of Ansel. “Nope.” Ansel shook his head decisively. Then he walked out of the study, having thought of something. “Could it be him?” Ansel hurriedly walked to another building. Jehan was being locked in his own room inside the building at the time. He was filled with rage, but he couldn't vent it. His front door was slammed open at that precise moment. Benoit accompanied Ansel, as he stormed in angrily from the outside. “Dad, why are you here?” Seeing his father walk in from the outside with