After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 483 - 449: Solitary Deadly Fate, Grandma Hawthorne’s Entrustment (2 more updates)_2

Chapter 483: Chapter 449: Solitary Deadly Fate, Grandma Hawthorne’s Entrustment (2 more updates)_2

"Let’s not worry about this for now, let’s find someone."

Len Hawthorne didn’t want to talk about matters related to Len Hawthorne.

If this incident is really related to Len Hawthorne, the Hawthorne Family will never ignore it again.

With so many members of the Slaughter Squad suddenly pouring into Dark City, followed by people from the Hawthorne Family, Dark City instantly became bustling and chaotic.

While Dark City was in chaos, Chloe Stephens, with her schoolbag slung across her shoulder, got out of the car and walked into the schoolyard, watching the lively youths around her, who seemed to have an endless supply of energy as they ran past her.

Chloe’s shoulder was tapped, and Ava Sanders, holding a few books, jumped to her side. "What’s been going on with you lately? Are you always taking time off? Did something happen at home?"

"Nothing."

"Do you have anything to do today? If not, accompany me to the library."

Chloe nodded, "Sure."

Ava flipped through the books in her hand and suddenly looked up at Chloe, "Did you say yes? I thought you were busy?"

Chloe glanced sideways, "Don’t want to go?"

Ava grinned instantly, "Go, why not! I still have a few questions to ask you. I’ve been so busy practicing that secret manual you gave me, I’ve forgotten about my real work."

This caused her test results to be very poor this time.

Chloe looked at Ava and asked, "Do you want to learn witchcraft spells?"

Ava blinked, "You mean the spells cast by witches in movies?"

"Yeah," Chloe thought Ava was suitable for learning this.

Ava’s cultivation of ancient martial arts had no progress at all, even though her body had been cleansed by Chloe’s medicine.

Ava thought about the scene of chanting spells and shook her head, "Let’s talk about this later. The most important thing right now is to study!"

Otherwise, she would fall behind.

Chloe was just making a suggestion, whether Ava was willing to learn was up to her.

Studying witchcraft also required witchcraft power, and with the workload of high school, it wasn’t suitable to spend a lot of time on this aspect.

At noon, Chloe and Ava agreed to meet at the school gates after attending half a day of classes.

Abigail Wilson, the class leader, had many things in her hands recently and had to follow others to do things during lunch, so she didn’t join them.

The library was very quiet, Chloe sitting by the window, across from the hardworking Ava, who was studying.

Chloe stood by the window and looked down. The afternoon sun was particularly dazzling, and the library was full of students coming and going.

A figure caught Chloe’s eye, and she paused for a moment.

Chloe turned to Ava and said, "I’m going to go downstairs for a bit."

Ava waved her hand without looking up.

Outside the library.

Chloe came out and approached the old woman sitting in the flowerbed.

"You’re Len Hawthorne’s grandmother."

Grandma Hawthorne smiled, "I didn’t know the young lady was such a beauty! No wonder!"

At that time, in Dark City, Chloe wore a mask, and Grandma Hawthorne didn’t recognize her.

But she knew Chloe was in Sheffield City.

The Stephens Family only had one Chloe, so it was easy for Grandma Hawthorne to find her.

When she arrived at First Middle School, she overheard students saying that they saw Chloe heading towards the library, so she came over.

Unexpectedly, the young girl took the initiative to come down and greet her.

"You shouldn’t be here."

"Your name is Chloe, right!" Grandma Hawthorne looked at Chloe with a smile, "You might be a bit young, but the age difference between ancient martial artists can be hundreds of years, so it’s not a problem."

After all, ancient martial artists with higher cultivation lived longer.

Chloe looked at the black-haired old woman in front of her and said, "Does Len Hawthorne know you’re here?"

Grandma Hawthorne was taken aback, then she slapped her forehead, "Look at me, I’ve been thinking about other things and completely forgot to tell Len I was coming. Chloe, my mobile phone is out of power, can I borrow yours for a sec?"

Though Chloe saw through her, she still took out her mobile phone, "I’ll call him."

As a result, the call couldn’t get through as it was in a no-signal area.

"How about it? Did you get through?"

"No signal."

"Len might be busy; we’ll call him later. You know how he is, he’s often difficult to find. Chloe, can Granny have your number? If I can’t find Len in the future, at least I’ll have somewhere to ask."

Grandma Hawthorne looked helpless and miserable, truly pitiable.

But Chloe knew she was just pretending.

In the end, Chloe gave her number to Grandma Hawthorne.

Chloe told Ava, and then they took a cab and took Grandma Hawthorne back to the hotel.

Grandma Hawthorne was staying at a nearby hotel.

In the car, Grandma Hawthorne kept looking at Chloe, her satisfaction growing as she took her in.

Then she thought of her grandson’s cursed fate, and her smile disappeared instantly.

It’s true the match was suitable, but she couldn’t bring hardship to Chloe.

She was still so young.

It was her grandson who was without blessings.

Back at the hotel entrance, Grandma Hawthorne called Chloe up to her room.

Chloe went upstairs with her.

"Chloe, what do you think of Len?" Though her grandson couldn’t get married, she could still ask.

"Pretty good."

"Isn’t it? Len has a strong sense of justice, which is why he joined the Slaughter Squad. You may not believe it, but he’s never even touched a woman’s hand before..."

You seem to know a lot about it.

Chloe thought about the places she had been touched by that large hand and pursed her lips.

"I don’t mean to hide it from you, but Len, being cursed, is destined to be alone in this life. To avoid burdening me, he rarely sees me. He’s afraid that if our relationship becomes too close, I’ll be cursed as well. His life is truly bitter. From the moment he was born, his parents have had accidents and misfortunes frequently. As he grew up, he was always overlooked by his family due to various accidents, and several times he was almost beaten to death by those people..."

At this point, Grandma Hawthorne sighed, "His parents’ treatment of him is chilling. He’s just a child with a bitter fate."

Chloe pursed her lips, listening silently.

Although Grandma Hawthorne only casually mentioned a few things, Chloe could tell from these words that Len Hawthorne had never had a good life from birth to growing up.

By the end of her story, Grandma Hawthorne’s eyes were slightly red.

She realized she was rambling, and pulled out a smile, "I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be telling you these things."

"It’s okay."

"About his sister, you must have guessed it already. Because of that mirror curse, he has suffered a lot as well. No one in his family has ever treated him like a human being. Chloe, I know there’s no possible future between you and Len, and I dare not even think or harm you. But can I ask you to watch over him for me?" Grandma Hawthorne took Chloe’s hand, looking at her with expectation as if entrusting her with the task.