Chapter 903

"Who's going to inherit your place, then? Roland, Steven, or Sylas? I'll kill anyone who dares to make a move. Over the years, I've already gained control over all the factions in the Draig family. Do you really think they aren't infatuated with money?" Little did Moses expect his son, who once respected him, to turn against him so quickly. Perhaps it was because Jethro was nearing 100 years old and could no longer wait to inherit Moses' position as the family patriarch. "How dare you, you ingrate! I'll get rid of you this instant!" Moses fumed, seemingly intent to strike Jethro. Knowing he was no match for his father, Jethro retreated hastily and urged, "Dad, you've reached the peak of the Majestic Doctor Realm while I've just entered the realm. "If I accidentally hurt you when I fight back, will you still be able to win your duel against Owen? Our family is ranked third in Summerland. We can't afford to humiliate ourselves." "I must eliminate an ingrate like you even if it means not being able to duel Owen!" "Are you chickening out? If so, the Sykes family will rank third in Summerland, and our family will drop to fifth. If you destroy our century-old legacy, our ancestors will be ashamed of you!" Jethro's sharp tongue left Moses trembling with rage. Having withdrawn from the outer world and spending his days in bliss with his young wife, Moses hadn't expected a day like this to befall him. Given the enormous size of the noble families in Summerland, the competition for wealth and power was intense. Fathers and sons turning on each other were hardly surprising. Just then, Yvonne descended from the second floor and yelled, "Moses, stop arguing with him. The Sykes family might not even agree to the duel." "Why do you say so?" "Cyrus is dead. Next, they'll definitely plot to have the five elders join forces to lure the young lord out and kill him." Immediately enlightened by his wife's words, Moses blurted out, "You're right! Jethro, your plan is about to fail. Once this matter is over, you're doomed. From today onward, you're stripped of your position as the first family head!" Jethro glanced at his young and beautiful stepmother, who was young enough to be his granddaughter, and sneered. "So, you're afraid of dying, after all. But the result is still the same—either you kill me, or you pass over your position to me." "Do you think I wouldn't dare to kill you?" Moses had gotten on in years, after all. In his younger days, his eldest son would've already been dead. But even now, he still hadn't made a move despite losing his beloved daughter. As Yvonne watched Jethro leave, she said, "Moses, send someone to Innerzen Medical Center and take Zoey and her daughter to Southgren Chapel for protection. We'll talk about the divorce later." "Honey, are you really going to divorce me?" Moses asked reluctantly. "Yes. I'm 37 years old this year, but Kaia was my only child. Now that she's dead, I don't want to be with you anymore. I'm going to become a nun at Southgren Chapel." Having lost both his wife and daughter, Moses was heartbroken. He didn't try to stop her and simply began puffing away on his pipe. The moment Cyrus died, the other five families were already itching to make their move. Even Jethro had also gotten ahead of himself and planned to usurp Moses' position as the family patriarch. If the young lord were to be killed, Summerland's medical community would spiral into chaos. The five families would break into war, plunging the nation into utter havoc. "Alright, I'll call Steven right now and have him send someone to escort Zoey and her family immediately." Moses called his third son promptly. "Steven, go to Jorsproburgh in person and bring some experts with you. I'm worried that they've already started to make a move." "Got it, Dad." … Meanwhile, a helicopter was waiting for an incoming ship from Nihen at the docks of Southgress. Seraphine, Derek, and the Andersons all boarded their respective private jets after they disembarked. "Ms. Olsen, Mr. Olsen Senior told you not to return to Summerland for now." "Is he upset because I failed the mission, tainted our family's reputation, and embarrassed him?" "Where to now?" "Jorsproburgh, of course," Seraphine said with a sneer.