After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 331 - 304: Relying on Love, Spoiling with Pampering (2 more updates)

Chapter 331: Chapter 304: Relying on Love, Spoiling with Pampering (2 more updates)

He tossed the towel aside, pulled out a cigarette from the box, and placed it between his lips.

Because he had just come out of the bath, his lips had taken on a bit of a glazed hue,

making them look even more enticing than the rest of him.

Chloe Stephens stood up.

Len Hawthorne raised his eyelids and looked at Chloe, "Jimmy Turner said that Little Chloe was seen in Western Europe with another man?"

Even his voice carried a bewitching tone.

"Mhm."

"Do you know what punishment is due when a member of the Stephens Family leaves Sheffield City?"

"I don’t."

"Little Chloe, you’re just spoiled by your big brother’s favor, acting so pampered because of it."

"..."

A slight twitch appeared at the corners of Chloe’s mouth.

His choice of words was quite ambiguous.

"If it were someone else, they would’ve spanked you already."

His large hand reached out, grabbing her arm.

Pulling her over.

He rubbed her head with his hand, the strength of his grip reflecting his current mood,

frustrated and a bit angry.

In theory, someone as magnanimous as he shouldn’t be so personal.

A little spanking wouldn’t really harm a little girl.

But he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Instead, he just vigorously ruffled her hair until it was a mess.

Chloe raised her hand to swat his away, walked back to the sofa, and picked up her mobile phone to continue playing her game.

"Little Chloe, isn’t this just being pampered by favoritism?"

It’s understandable for a little girl to throw a tantrum.

"You could catch me if you wanted."

Let’s see if she could turn the place where the Slaughter Squad was into ruins.

Len Hawthorne: "..."

"I won’t resist."

"Little Chloe," Len Hawthorne said as he suddenly scooped Chloe Stephens up, "What you’re saying has got your big brother’s feelings all mixed up."

"..."

"Alright, I’ll indulge you just this once."

"I’m not forcing you."

Len Hawthorne said with a laugh, "Yes, you’re not forcing me, it’s just because your big brother is stupid and powerful that he’s given you special treatment!"

"Don’t be so reluctant."

"..."

*

Dressed and looking much more serious, Len Hawthorne sat across from her.

His two long legs were crossed.

With that wicked face of his, he looked like a villain who had put on the garb of a respectable man.

A typical wolf in sheep’s clothing.

"What on earth is going on with you and Calvin Lawson, Little Chloe? Your big brother has the right to know everything."

"I just don’t like the look of him."

"...Uh, that’s a reason, I suppose."

"Met him in Lych City."

"I know."

"There’s something off about him."

"Oh? What’s off about him?"

"He just is."

"Little Chloe, this Calvin Lawson isn’t just any ancient martial artist, you should avoid being so brash if you cross paths with him again."

"I hurt him, and they won’t let it go."

"That’s why I hurried back," Len Hawthorne said as he patted her head, "With your big brother here, he won’t come running over so easily."

"What’s your relationship with him?"

"There’s none."

Chloe turned to face him, staring for a long while, "You have a past enmity."

"Just an old guy pretending to be young," Len Hawthorne said with an indifferent glance, "even if there is some past conflict, it won’t affect you."

"I hurt him, so now we have a score to settle. We’re in the same boat."

Len Hawthorne chuckled, "Little Chloe, you’re getting better at sweet-talking your big brother."

She really wasn’t sweet-talking.

Filbert Fisher returned home in a sorry state, avoiding it was simply impossible.

In the morning, Zachary Fisher had called him over.

"You clashed with the people from the Stephens Family in Dark City."

"They provoked me first."

"Didn’t I just tell you a few days ago not to stir up trouble unnecessarily? You’re not young anymore; do I still need to keep reminding you? The Slaughter Squad has been eyeing the noble families of Sheffield City. Any little incident and they’ll definitely pounce."

"Dad, it was Chloe Stephens who made the first move."

"Chloe Stephens?" Zachary Fisher frowned even more, "How did you even run into her? She’s just the Stephens Family’s trash; there’s no need to bother with her if you come across her."

"But about Ella Stephens on this side..."

Zachary Fisher suddenly wore a grave expression, "Filbert, you’re a direct descendant of the Fisher Family. What, do you want to be restrained by a woman? Disgraceful."

Filbert lowered his head.

"I see that you get muddled as soon as Ella Stephens is involved. Keep your distance from her for a while."

"Dad, Ella and I are legally engaged."

How to cultivate affection if we don’t see each other?

"If I say no meeting, then don’t meet. Focus on improving your cultivation. Your aunt has sent many beneficial medicines from the Imperial Capital to aid in increasing your cultivation. Lately, you’ve been neglecting your duties because of a silly romance. If this continues, the Fisher Family will immediately call off your engagement."

Filbert widened his eyes, "Dad, you can’t do that."

"As long as you resume your cultivation practice as before, I won’t prevent you from seeing each other," Zachary Fisher’s gaze turned icy, "If you keep this up, others will surely surpass you."

Thinking about his spar with Alex Stephens in Dark City, Filbert said, "I will continue to work hard and will not disappoint you."

"That’s more like it," Zachary Fisher gestured for him to sit down, "Keep an eye on Riley Downing’s situation, Patrick Lewis’s recent behavior has been somewhat strange."

"A servant? What can he do?"

"He can do quite a lot," Zachary Fisher frowned, "Travis Fisher seems to have been in contact with Patrick Lewis too. They might be conspiring against us behind our backs."

"We’ve already decided to eliminate him. Dad, you really don’t have to worry about this Patrick Lewis."

Filbert didn’t see Patrick Lewis as a threat.

Zachary Fisher said, "Your granny has always felt guilty about Riley Downing, and as a result, Patrick Lewis has managed to get in her good graces. You can’t let your guard down at any time."

Thinking about Travis Fisher and his group, Filbert also felt a surge of annoyance.

If it weren’t for them, the family leader position would have gone to his father.

And not to someone like Juan Fisher.

Yvette Foster had arranged to meet with Emily Lynch for coffee and a stroll today.

Ancient martial artists were human too and were interested in these kinds of things.

"Yvette, over here."

Emily raised her hand.

Yvette quickly walked over, "Sorry, I’m late."

"I just got here a few minutes ago too."

"Today’s my treat!"

"Alright, I’ll treat you next time!"

Emily ordered two cups of coffee, and as they sat down, they talked about the latest gossip in the noble circles of Sheffield City.

Being from a large family like the Stephens Family gave Yvette plenty of stories to share.

Occasionally she could contribute a few words too.

Yvette was thinking of inviting Emily to a clothing store afterward to pick out some new clothes for Chloe Stephens.

Emily suddenly said, "By the way, I’ve booked a shooting range for 3:30 this afternoon. Let’s go."

"Shooting? As in, shooting range?"

Was it what she thought it was?

"Yes, you haven’t been there before, right? Come on, I’ll let you experience it today!"

Emily promptly pulled her up and led the way.

Yvette dumbly followed.

Upon arriving at what was called a range, Yvette hesitated, "Is this a real gun?"

"Yeah, with our status, we can’t use fakes for target practice. Here," Emily handed Yvette a cold firearm.

Looking at the equipment in her hand, Yvette pressed her lips tightly together, unsure of what to do.

"Never done this? Come on, I’ll teach you," Emily grabbed her hand and aimed at a moving target several meters away.

"Bang!"

The recoil hit, and while Yvette didn’t feel much, she was a bit emotionally conflicted.

She had seen them before, but this was her first time handling one.

The feeling of getting stronger was vastly different from what it used to be!