After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 286 - 259: Elder brother, I’m lonely (2 updates)

Chapter 286: Chapter 259: Elder brother, I’m lonely (2 updates)

The funeral for Gideon and Rowan Stephens took place without the presence of others.

The Stephens Family resented the occupants of Building 11 to the extreme.

It was already merciful enough for them to not strike a fatal blow to Building 11. The funeral was handled by Stephens Hall of the Stephens family.

Pierce Stephens merely sent a few representatives, he himself did not attend.

The lives of Gideon and Rowan Stephens weren’t going to warrant a major mobilisation.

The funeral concluded.

Joe Stephens returned home alone.

With a clouded expression, he sat silently in his study room.

No one dared to disturb him.

Awake from her faint, Freya Leonard, with eyes brimming with resentment, stepped into the study room.

"I want to see the old master."

The assistant standing outside retorted coldly, "Apologies, the Fourth Master does not wish to see anyone."

"They treated us this way, is the old master just going to let it go?"

Unable to see anyone, Freya Leonard started shouting toward the person inside the room.

"Madam, you should return to your room and rest."

"No, I want revenge."

Freya Leonard yelled with hateful eyes.

The assistant frowned, "With your capabilities, Madam, I’m afraid that’s going to be difficult."

"Old Master, you still have a batch of people at your disposal, with them, we could..."

The door abruptly opened, Joe Stephens stared at her menacingly.

Frightened, Freya Leonard stepped back.

"Take her away and lock her up."

Let’s avoid another disaster like Kelly Stephens.

Freya Leonard, in disbelief, uttered, "Old master?"

With a somber face, Joe Stephens walked out.

*

Adam Stephens accompanied Yvette Foster as she cultivated at home.

Chloe was slowly walking outside.

The Stephens household was vast, crowded with inhabitants.

Folks in the household would invariably encounter fellow Stephens while walking inside.

Even then, there were those they wouldn’t recognize when they encountered them.

This itself indicated the chaotic population of the Stephens family.

Adam Stephens stood on a small bridge, watching the flowing water beneath the bridge and the small tree on the artificial hill.

By the tree, there was a draw-off of water.

The sound of it flowing was clear and audible.

The spot Chloe stood at would seldom have people passing after nightfall.

Especially those in the core of the family.

People in the core of the Stephens Family were hardly idle like ordinary Stephens, often spending their nights immersed in their studies.

The stronger they were, the more diligently they adhered to this.

Hearing a sound, Chloe looked in the direction it came from.

Without straying, she came face to face with Joe Stephens passing through the side road.

Noticing Chloe alone on the bridge, Joe Stephens was taken aback.

Chloe slightly nodded at him.

The stern-looked Joe Stephens was about to take action but then reconsidered, abstaining.

He left from the other side of Chloe.

Watching his retreating figure, Chloe pressed her lips together.

Just now.

There was a murderous aura emanating from Joe Stephens.

*

Chloe sat on the bridge, silently contemplating in moonlight.

She didn’t want to think about anything and just lent against the railing of the bridge in silence, admiring the moon for a while.

Her mobile phone rang.

She took it out.

It was a text from Len Hawthorne.

[Brother’s by the seaside, Little Chloe, do you like any particular fish?]

Chloe stared at the message for a while before responding:[The expensive one.]

Len Hawthorne: [...]

Chloe: [You have too much free time.]

Len Hawthorne: [Wait till big brother comes back, I’ll bring you an expensive fish.]

Did it really exist?

Pressing her lips together, Chloe put away her phone.

No longer indulging the man.

Her phone rang again.

It was a call this time.

Chloe picked up and the alluring male voice on the other end spoke, "Little Chloe, you’re still awake at this hour?"

"Thinking about money."

"..."

"Is there a problem?"

"Can’t I look for Little Chloe without any problems?"

Chloe Stephens fell silent.

"I heard about what happened in the Stephens Family."

"Huh?"

"Anything that threatens your safety, the Slaughter Squad can intervene."

Chloe Stephens contemplated for a moment, "Did you specifically call to say this?"

"Yes."

Chloe Stephens continued to be silent.

Not getting a response, Len Hawthorne on the other end lifted a smile, "Why aren’t you saying anything?"

"Why."

"???"

"Why do you have to be good to me."

"Perhaps this is fate," Len Hawthorne smiled, "Did I not give you an answer last time?"

Chloe Stephens said, "I don’t believe in goodness without a reason."

Len Hawthorne must want something for sure.

Remembering the expression on the little girl’s face, Len Hawthorne’s smile deepened, "If you really need a reason, then it’s because your eldest brother is lonely and needs someone to accompany him. Coincidentally, I came across Little Chloe."

This reason.

Seems quite plausible.

"I can just about accept this."

Len Hawthorne couldn’t help but chuckle, his low magnetic laughter was especially charming.

Chloe Stephens exchanged a few words with him then hung up the phone.

"Lonely?"

Murmuring this, Chloe Stephens stood up and headed back to Building 3.

*

The Slaughter Squad only gave five days.

By now, almost all the Stephens Family members have returned.

The Slaughter Squad’s Deputy Leader came to see Elliot Xenos today.

Given their status, they can’t meet with Pierce Stephens anytime and anywhere.

Unless a major event occurs.

"We have checked the list of the Stephens Family members who are out. There are still some who have not returned."

The Deputy Leader spread out the large book in his hand and pointed at the names.

Seeing Ella Stephens’ name, Elliot Xenos frowned.

"These people will be back by tomorrow at the latest."

"Tomorrow is the last day. If they have not returned to Sheffield City before midnight, the Slaughter Squad in that area will immediately eliminate all Stephens Family personnel who are outside."

The Slaughter Squad coldly dropped these words and then turned and left.

Elliot Xenos noted down those names and returned it to Pierce Stephens.

After Pierce Stephens heard the repeated words, his brows also furrowed.

Calling Building 10, he summoned Carl Stephens.

*

When Carl Stephens heard Pierce Stephens was looking for him, he guessed why.

As expected.

As soon as he arrived, Pierce clearly stated the Slaughter Squad’s intentions.

"I will urge Ella," Carl Stephens was somewhat displeased, "The Slaughter Squad gave too short a time, we still have a lot of preparations to do, it’s impossible to get it done in time."

"Ella is in the Imperial Capital. It only takes one or two hours to fly back to Sheffield City. Stephens Family members who are abroad are already almost back today. She’s just in Imperial Capital, even if she took a car a few days ago, she would have been home by now."

Carl Stephens furrowed his brows, "I will call her, she will definitely be able to return before the end of today."

Pierce Stephens didn’t have the mood to bicker with him about this, and spoke indifferently: "Have her return as soon as possible, otherwise, if the Slaughter Squad takes action to clean up, don’t blame the family for not warning her."

*

Imperial Capital.

Aerospace Institute.

When Ella Stephens received the call from the Stephens Family, her expression became even more unsightly.

A deadline, on what grounds was the Slaughter Squad restricting their freedom?

She hadn’t done anything, they should find whoever made the mistake.

Yet she couldn’t afford to cross with the Slaughter Squad, so she took a deep breath and went to fetch her team’s supervisor, explaining the situation.

The supervisor was very regretful about the situation.

Ella Stephens took the afternoon flight back to Sheffield City, her face gloomy throughout the flight.

After leaving the terminal, Ella Stephens took a deep breath, unhappy about this prematurely cut short homecoming.

"Little Grace! Over here."

Sophia Fox waved to the coming Ella Stephens, who walked briskly over.

"Mom, why did only you come?"

"Your dad had to go to the company. Since the incident with your tenth uncle, he has had to share some of the public affairs."

Ella Stephens nodded in acknowledgement, her face remaining gloomy: "Kelly Stephens really did a lot of harm. My return this time is so sudden, the people from Sheffield City Aerospace Institute will probably speculate wildly."

"The incident at Building 11 was unforeseen by everyone. When you get back to the Stephens Family, you will meet a lot of people who came back from outside. During this special period, you should also keep a low profile."

Ella Stephens put on a serious face and nodded.

Her phone rang at that moment. It was from Filbert Fisher.

Ella Stephens hesitated whether to answer or not.