After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 238 - 211: To Avenge This Grudge, I’ll Come for You (1 more update)

Chapter 238: Chapter 211: To Avenge This Grudge, I’ll Come for You (1 more update)

"What right do you have to test for poison," Mrs. Winston’s gaze was icy cold, "You are the one who pushed someone down the building, we should be testing for injuries, not poison. At such a tender age, your minds are already filled with malice. Officer, you need to arrest these lawless kids and teach them a lesson."

"Mrs. Winston, this..." Someone at the police station recognized Mrs. Winston.

"What do you mean, ’This’? Just arrest them, my son’s injuries need to be examined."

"Auntie, show some manners, please. Your son fell on his own. Our Chloe Stephens only touche him slightly, she didn’t do anything else."

Abigail Wilson stepped forward and retorted.

Upon hearing the word "Auntie", veins bulged on Mrs. Winston’s forehead.

Who did this uncultured brat call "Auntie"?

"That’s not right, the surveillance didn’t show us pushing anyone off the building. Let’s replay it."

Ava Sanders pointed to the surveillance footage.

Chloe Stephens opened a screen on her mobile phone and captured a clip from the video.

Moving forward, the clip with that part was really missing.

There was no obvious editing, but in the end, everyone saw Ranolf Winston rushing out on his own. The image showed that he jumped out himself.

The police officers collectively fell silent.

"Impossible!"

Mrs. Winston turned angrily to the restaurant manager, "Did you tamper with the footage behind our backs?"

The restaurant manager tried to deny it: "Mrs. Winston, even if we wanted to, we wouldn’t have the ability to cut out that clip."

"It must be you," Mrs. Winston glared at Chloe Stephens and others.

"Auntie, you’re really funny. Accusing us of foul play without any evidence, at least make up some decent proof if you want to frame us," Abigail Wilson, seeing that there was no evidence on the video, spoke more boldly.

"It must have been you few who manipulated things behind the scenes," Mrs. Winston pointed at them in anger, "Officers, there are many hackers these days, who knows if these people know how to use computers. Investigate this. Look into it thoroughly."

"Officers, we’ve been standing here from the start, when would we have had time to mess with the computer? Could we have edited the footage just by willing it? Auntie, you’re truly a joke," Abigail Wilson mockingly stood there with her arms folded, laughing.

"Now we’re supposed to be testing for poison, right? Miss Taylor, can we start now?" Mason Sullivan, relieved to see that there was no surveillance footage, asked as he gently guided the conversation back to the testing for poison.

"We can’t test..."

"Auntie, are you feeling guilty?"

"Shut up," Mrs. Winston was increasingly annoyed by Abigail Wilson’s incessant use of "Auntie".

Seeing Mrs. Winston’s face change, Abigail Wilson’s laugh grew even more mocking, "What’s the matter, are you scared? Officers, they’re the ones who wronged us first. They’re bullying us, seeing us as easy targets because we’re students. You have to stand up for us, the flowers of the nation!"

The officer: "..."

"We don’t need to examine the injuries or test for poison anymore, let’s end it here for today."

Ranolf Winston glanced at them, and held back Mrs. Winston.

Mrs. Winston frowned, "Are we supposed to be afraid of a few kids?"

The Winston family’s status was not to be trifled with. How could they just let a few kids bully them and not fight back?

It was simply outrageous!

Amelia Taylor’s gaze had been on Chloe Stephens since the beginning. Chloe Stephens had remained calm all the time, using her mobile phone occasionally.

"Officers, we’ll settle this privately. We don’t want to make a big fuss over this," Ranolf Winston’s gaze was exceptionally cold while saying these words.

He was planning to seek revenge privately.

Chloe Stephens glanced at him.

"Let’s handle it privately then."

Chloe Stephens said indifferently.

"Chloe Stephens?"

Chloe Stephens nodded at them, and then walked outside.

This meal was not enjoyed, and they all left with a belly full of anger.

Some records were made on the scene, and then the police officers left. Since the Winston family would be footing the bill for the damages to the restaurant.

Mrs. Winston tried to object, but was suppressed by Ranolf Winston.

Mrs. Winston didn’t understand why her son would let them go.

"I hope you can cover the compensation for today," Ranolf Winston said as they were leaving.

Chloe Stephens looked at him again. Her gaze was plain, yet cold.

Ranolf Winston did not like the gaze of this girl. He wanted to gouge out those eyes!

Let’s see how she would keep staring at people then.

Watching Chloe Stephens’ retreating figure, Ranolf Winston smirked coldly.

"Mrs. Winston, young master Winston, today’s meal was a bit disappointing. Let’s dine together another day. It’s getting late, I need to catch a flight."

Amelia Taylor bid farewell.

*

"Ranolf, what’s going on?" Holding back her anger, Mrs. Winston asked.

"Mother, they’re just ordinary people. We let them have their way in public, but what we do in private is still up to us," responded Ranolf.

Seeing the killing intent in Ranolf’s eyes, Mrs. Winston didn’t feel anything wrong, she just advised, "Don’t leave any clues, be clean with your actions."

"I know. You go home first, Mother. I have some matters to attend to," Ranolf sent Mrs. Winston to her car then turned and walked in the opposite direction.

Mrs. Winston knew her son was going to vent his anger on those kids. As far as she was concerned, whether Chloe Stephens and her friends lived or died was of no concern to her.

They were but ordinary people. If they died, they died. No big deal.

For the Winston Family to kill an ordinary person in Lych City was as easy as stepping on an ant.

*

"Let’s go have a meal somewhere else, then head to the airport."

Abigail Wilson felt guilty. With all the accidents that had occurred during their outing, she had put her companions in the line of fire.

Chloe Stephens said, "You guys go in and sit first, I’ll go buy something."

"I’ll go with you," offered Ava Sanders.

"Not necessary."

Chloe Stephens had already turned the corner and disappeared from sight before she finished.

"We should wait for her inside," Franklin Walter felt that Chloe Stephens was not as weak as they thought. On the contrary, from the events that had just happened, it seemed that her intelligence was not bad.

The fact that she earned first place in the entire country was genuine.

"You sure it’s okay not to follow them?"

*

Chloe Stephens walked forward and quickly arrived behind a residential building. On a large piece of undeveloped land, there was no one around.

Chloe Stephens turned around, looking at Amelia Taylor who had followed her.

"You knew I was following you."

Amelia Taylor said in surprise.

Chloe Stephens gave her a cold look that suggested Amelia was being ridiculous.

Amelia Taylor felt offended and her expression became cold, "I honestly didn’t expect you to know some self-defense skills. But, seeing as you’re from the Stephens Family, you should know about ancient martial artists. Oh, I forgot. You’re different from the other young members of the Stephens Family, you don’t even have a chance to get in touch with the core."

"What do you want?"

Chloe’s words were icy as if she was asking: are you an idiot?

Amelia Taylor frowned and paused. She touched her mask-covered face and said, "Chloe Stephens, I can’t seek revenge from the cleaning team for my grudge. But you are indirectly involved in causing my trouble. I will take revenge on you for this. Don’t blame me, it’s your own fault for being too confident and wandering off on your own after crossing me."

Amelia Taylor never took Chloe Stephens seriously. She casually threw some poison powder, waiting for Chloe Stephens to spit blood and collapse.

However,

The poison powder, like a cloud of dust, floated past Chloe Stephens without causing any harm.

Amelia Taylor narrowed her eyes, "Could it be...the Stephens Family gave you the antidote?"