After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 306 - 279: Actually, You Can Talk to Your Girlfriend (1 more)

Chapter 306: Chapter 279: Actually, You Can Talk to Your Girlfriend (1 more)

Leaving Dark City.

Filbert Fisher went straight to Sheffield City Aerospace Institute as soon as possible.

It was nearby.

Ella Stephens sat down across from him.

She asked anxiously, "How did it go? Did you buy the materials? How much money do you need? I can..."

"Ella, I’m sorry. I let you down. The materials were not purchased."

Ella was taken aback.

She had not expected this outcome.

Filbert was ashamed and angry.

If it weren’t for the appearance of that old man and young woman, he would have already brought the items out smoothly and wouldn’t have been unable to face Ella.

"Don’t worry, Ella. As soon as the next batch of materials arrives, I’ll immediately send someone to buy them for you."

Filbert hastily assured Ella.

Ella forced a smile.

She had already promised the Imperial Capital side. If there were no materials, how could she explain to them?

"It’s fine, we can wait for the next time."

What else could she do when faced with Filbert?

She pretended to be fine on the surface and planned to find a solution later.

Because Filbert failed to obtain the materials, Ella’s expression was somewhat pale.

"I have some other matters to attend to. Don’t worry about this. I’ll think of another solution." Ella’s airy demeanor comforted Filbert instead.

This made Filbert feel even more guilty.

He had made a promise but failed to fulfill it, making him feel as if he had let Ella down.

Filbert clenched his fists and said, "Ella, I will find a way to get those materials for you."

Ella shook her head and smiled, "Even if you don’t get them, it’s fine. Don’t force yourself."

The more Ella acted like this, the more Filbert wanted to obtain the materials.

*

They parted ways.

The smile on Ella’s face disappeared instantly, replaced by a cold gaze.

He couldn’t even get a batch of materials. What a useless man.

Ella took a deep breath, feeling very frustrated.

Now she didn’t know how to explain the situation to Langley Ferguson in the Imperial Capital.

If he couldn’t do it, why did he promise her in the first place?

Ella vented her frustration on Filbert.

If it wasn’t for his promise, would she have guaranteed anything to the Imperial Capital?

She failed to get the materials, and now she had become a joke.

Making promises she couldn’t keep was no different from being untrustworthy.

Unaware of Ella’s thoughts, Filbert drove back to the Fisher Family home.

He had to explain to his family about the death of the person he took out to Dark City.

*

Zachary Fisher’s face grew increasingly gloomy upon hearing his son’s words.

"Didn’t you know what kind of place Dark City is? I’ve told you before not to be reckless. No matter how valuable those materials are, they’re not as important as our ancient martial artists. If we can’t get them, we’ll think of another way. You all..."

At this point, there was nothing Zachary Fisher could say to redeem the situation.

After taking a deep breath, he asked, "Do you have any suspects in mind?"

Filbert shook his head, "Their Qi has been altered, and their voices and appearances are bound to be disguised. Dad, could they be outsiders, like the Winston Family?"

"It’s impossible for them to be the Winston Family," Zachary Fisher said, "There are people keeping an eye on the Slaughter Squad in Lych City. If any important figures were dispatched, there would be news. From your description, the person should be younger than you. There doesn’t seem to be any powerful girl of that age in the Winston Family."

"Could it be that they’re from the Winston Family and took some medicine to shrink their size? In this world, the shrinking technique can achieve this level. Dad, I can’t think of anyone else besides the Winston Family."

Since the Winston Family were experts in poison.

Apart from the Winston Family, Filbert really couldn’t think of anyone else.

When Filbert mentioned this, Zachary Fisher started to suspect that direction as well.

Could it really be the Winston Family?

"If it really is related to the Winston Family, it won’t be easy to deal with."

They couldn’t just go to Lych City and demand an explanation.

One must be fully prepared to clash with a family like the Winstons, who are skilled in the art of poison.

If they could, they wouldn’t want to clash with such a family.

"Dad, so our people just sacrificed themselves for nothing?"

Filbert was unwilling to accept this.

Zachary Fisher looked at his son, "Filbert, your cousin is always watching us closely, just waiting for us to cause trouble and destroy ourselves, so they can inherit the power of our branch. That’s why we have to be extremely careful and not let them take advantage of the situation."

Filbert clenched his fists, his heart full of unwillingness, but he had no choice but to swallow his anger.

*

Pierce Stephens found the Elder Council and tried his best to persuade them.

That day, Alex Stephens moved into Building 3.

Charlotte Richardson joined them for dinner and then left without any unnecessary words.

Alex lived next to Chloe Stephens.

The last room was where Rowan Stephens used to live. All of his belongings were removed, but Alex was not allowed to live there.

Instead, he lived in the room next to it.

On the first day of moving in, Alex felt somewhat uncomfortable.

For so many years, he had lived alone.

Even if there were servants, they never got close to him.

One could say he had always been alone.

Chloe went into her room, hearing Yvette Foster and Alex talking outside.

Chloe looked at the screen’s interface, her expression imperceptible.

It was Morgan Crowley venting his frustrations to her.

[Stephens Godfrey, it wasn’t until today that I realized that my mother has always been like that. She has taken out her hatred for my father on me...]

Reading these plain words, Chloe could imagine the deep hurt Morgan was feeling.

The person who hurt him turned out to be his own birth mother.

What irony.

After spending so long investigating, the moment Morgan learned the truth, he nearly broke down.

He couldn’t share it with anyone else, so he vented his sorrows to Chloe.

Chloe didn’t comfort him.

[You’ll get used to it.]

Morgan stared at this response, typing another string of words: [Stephens Godfrey, I’m the most innocent one here. I didn’t know anything growing up. If she hates him, why did she give birth to me and marry my father? What did she gain from it? For so many years, she masked her intentions well. I can’t believe this is my own mother.]

Chloe felt that he shouldn’t be saying these things to her. [Actually, you can talk to your girlfriend.]

Morgan on the other side: "..."

Morgan leaned back, his tall frame covering his face with one hand as he chuckled bitterly.

He really shouldn’t have said these things to Chloe.

He should have known that someone like Stephens Godfrey would not comfort others or give advice.

"Knock knock knock."

Someone was knocking on the door outside.

Morgan took a deep breath and went to open the door.

Outside, an incredibly beautiful young lady was staring at him with her gorgeous phoenix eyes, her voice characteristically cold, "How long are you going to hide?"

Morgan’s face turned slightly pale, "You’re really something, acting as if nothing happened."

The lady ignored Morgan’s sarcasm and said, "Get yourself ready. They’ve already arrived."

Morgan was furious, "I’m not going on a blind date."

"Slap!"

The beautiful lady raised her hand and slapped him, "This was prepared for you long ago. Whether it’s a young lady from the Hawthorne Family or any other prominent family, you’ve been ungrateful. Do you want the Crowley Family to lose face and be revenged upon? I’d love for the Crowley Family to offend everyone else."

Morgan stared at her, his disbelief turning to laughter filled with anger.