Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 524 Bullying the Scum, Young Master Yan Takes Action! [2 Updates]

Chapter 524: 524 Bullying the Scum, Young Master Yan Takes Action! [2 Updates]

After these words, the entire hall fell silent.

"..."

Brutus, who was speaking in the middle of the hall, stopped, somewhat astonished. He abruptly turned his head, his pupils constricting violently.

"Rumble—"

The sound of rolling wheels was heard as Christine was pushed into the hall in a wheelchair by two guards. Her complexion was still pale, but her aura was undeniably strengthening.

"Miss Christine," the young deacon approached and respectfully bowed to her.

"Um," Christine’s gaze slowly swept across everyone in the hall, "It seems that you all couldn’t wait to divide my assets after my death. I just wonder if you actually have the capability to do so."

"Chri, Christine..." An elder stood up in shock, "You, you weren’t..."

Just a few hours ago, they had confirmation from Universal Hospital that Christine was still in a deep coma with no chance of waking up!

"I didn’t die, which seems to have surprised many of you," Christine said nonchalantly. "This shows that there are indeed many in the Constans Family who wish for my death."

"No! Absolutely not!" A young man immediately stood up, expressing his heartfelt sentiments, "Cousin Christine, only with you can our family continue to thrive and shine. No one else is capable of that."

"Yes, Miss Christine!"

"It’s all Brutus and Kieran’s fault for speaking nonsense and upsetting Miss Christine. What are we going to do now?"

Undoubtedly, Christine was a stabilizing anchor for the Constans Family.

After all, in recent years, the Constans Family had been on the decline. Had it not been for Christine’s successful election as the President of the World Bank, which benefitted the family significantly, how could they continue to live such a wealthy and extravagant life?

The voices grew louder, all condemning Brutus and Kieran.

The elders, who had been frowning deeply, relaxed their brows.

Now that Christine was unharmed, they no longer worried about issues concerning their assets.

Both Brutus and Kieran were in utter disbelief.

Universal Hospital had declared there was no cure for Christine; how could it be that in just a few short hours, not only had she awakened, but she could also move and speak?!

No... This simply couldn’t be!

Sweat broke out on Kieran’s forehead, and his hands trembled violently.

"Vlad, you’re recklessly bold!" Brutus suddenly roared, "To seize the Constans Family’s assets, you even dare to hire someone to impersonate my daughter! Someone arrest this audacious impersonator immediately and keep her detained for disposition!"

Upon hearing this, the young deacon only glared briefly at the furiously impotent Brutus and smiled slightly, "It’s hard to imagine how someone with your intelligence could produce such an outstanding descendant as Miss Christine."

"Most of my genes are from my mother," Christine responded ambiguously, "Those closer to vermilion get stained red, those closer to ink get stained black. My brother and my father are very much alike."

With that single statement, she insulted two people.

Both Brutus and Kieran went pale with fury.

"My dear father Brutus and my dear brother Kieran," Christine said, her gaze indifferently sweeping over the pale faces of the father and son, "I keep you because you add some amusement to my otherwise boring life of making money, like clowns prancing about at times."

However, this car accident had made her realize that her greatest enemies were actually those who superficially appeared to be her allies at Heaven-reaching Tower.

Brutus and Kieran were not to be feared, but if Heaven-reaching Tower continued to pull strings from behind the scenes, things would be different.

Thus, starting now, she needed to eliminate these minor characters first to ensure she had enough energy to deal with Heaven-reaching Tower.

But...

Christine’s fingers squeezed slightly.

Heaven-reaching Tower had a history of three hundred years, and all major powers, including Wanguo Group, International Strategic Studies, Supernatural Affairs Office, and others, listened to Heaven-reaching Tower’s commands.

Uniting these major powers was incredibly difficult.

Christine suddenly looked up and said coldly, "I don’t have time to waste here with you. Seize them and keep them detained for disposition!"

In stark contrast to Brutus’s earlier loud and aggressive arguments, guards came forward at this command and directly restrained Brutus and Kieran.

No one stopped them, two elder council members hesitated for a moment, but ultimately remained silent.

Didn’t they know who was more important between Christine and Brutus and his son?

"Christine! How dare you!" Brutus’s face twisted in anger as he screamed hysterically, "This is unfilial! I am your father!"

"Let me correct that, only biologically a father," Christine smiled and retorted, "You never raised me for a single day."

Brutus had been a playboy before his marriage and had not settled down even after, continuing his philandering ways.

Her mother had taken care of her alone for five years, tragically dying from excessive bleeding during the delivery of Kieran.

Afterward, she had raised herself on her own.

Everything she had today was earned through her own efforts.

"Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. I’m just going to lock you up," Christine said nonchalantly. "Only by living a fate worse than death will you appreciate the value of life and the extravagance of death. Take them away!"

And so, Brutus and Kieran were forcibly removed from the hall by the guards.

"Dad! How is she still alive?" Kieran finally seemed to wake from a long dream, "Even Universal Hospital couldn’t save her!"

Brutus clenched his teeth furiously, "It must be a conniving plot by Heaven-reaching Tower! They deliberately staged this car accident, making us think Christine was dead, so she could use it as an excuse to dispose of us."

Kieran looked utterly defeated.

At this point, saying or doing anything was futile.

In the end, not only had they failed to seize Christine’s assets, but they had also completely fallen, and it was unlikely they would ever see the skies of the Global Center again.

**

The news of Christine’s appearance at the Constans Family naturally did not escape the ears of the Heaven-reaching Tower.

"Tower Master, this... this is simply inconceivable, a violation of natural laws!" one person gasped, "Even you thought Miss Christine was beyond help, yet she appeared just fine!"

The Tower Master was silent for a moment and then smiled, his voice warm, "Christine is unharmed, this is a joyous occasion for everyone. Having faced death, she will surely clean up the unstable elements around her, let her handle it."

After hearing these words, several people nodded.

In the Roundtable Conference, Christine was the youngest, so the Tower Master was particularly fond of her.

Had it been anyone else showing a sour face at the Roundtable Conference, they would have been expelled from the Heaven-reaching Tower long ago.

Someone sighed.

Had it been anyone else showing a sour face at the Roundtable Conference and often pointing and swearing at the Heaven-reaching Tower, they would have been thrown out long ago.

The Tower Master indeed treated Christine as tenderly as a father would his child, which made them immensely envious.

The Tower Master stood by the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the area below, silent for a long time.

The vast cityscape reflected in his clear black-and-white eyes, like stars igniting fierce flames, ready to devour everything.

**

The lights had just come on, and the moonlight was scattered.

Ye Wanlan had slept until seven o’clock the next evening, the sky a deep blue.

On the bedside table were prepared snacks, slightly warm but not hot, ensuring they wouldn’t be cold or dry to the taste.

Obviously, Yan Tingfeng had calculated the time she would wake up and prepared the energy-boosting food in advance.

Ye Wanlan picked up a piece of snack while turning on her cellphone.

There were many unread messages; she first clicked on Yan Tingfeng’s profile.

[Tingting]: Xiao Wan, I’m out for a bit, will be back tomorrow morning. If you need anything, just contact me directly. I’m always here.

[Ye Wanlan]: Received, the snacks are delicious.

"Ding—"

Yan Tingfeng had clicked on the message the moment it was sent, perhaps imagining Ye Wanlan eating the snacks, a hint of smile appearing in his eyes, and he slightly grinned.

"Boss? What’s making you smile so much?" the Left Protector sneakily glanced over, "Can you share the joy with us?"

The smile on Yan Tingfeng’s lips immediately disappeared, his voice cooling, "No."

"Oh." the Left Protector wasn’t disheartened, "Boss, the Heaven-reaching Tower has been looking for you these past few days, they must be furious."

The Right Protector was chewing on a piece of grass, "Too bad they can’t find the boss."

After all, the Jidao Sect Leader wouldn’t stay a few days in the Global Center in a year.

If he wasn’t in the Global Center, naturally they couldn’t find him.

"Right." Yan Tingfeng spoke indifferently, "Tomorrow I will leave the Global Center; everything will remain as usual."

"Yes!" the Left Protector answered, "But boss, don’t you plan to settle in the Global Center?"

Yan Tingfeng was concise, "No."

"Hey hey hey, isn’t that the researcher from the International Strategic Studies Institute, what’s his name?" the Right Protector suddenly spoke, "Boss, someone is following him!"

Yan Tingfeng’s eyes narrowed, his extraordinary power allowing him to see Yeh Xingli’s face from afar.

Xiao Wan’s friend.

He pondered for a moment, and his figure had already vanished from the spot.

Yeh Xingli had just left the International Strategic Studies Institute and was on his way home.

At first, he hadn’t noticed anything amiss, until a chilling presence approached, and his cell phone began emitting the "beep beep beep" of an alarm.

"Who’s there?!" Yeh Xingli became alert.

Christine had just had an incident, and the Global Center was in chaos.

"Researcher Ye, quite keen." the voice fell, and several people emerged from the shadows, "Our master would like to invite you as a guest to talk about the item you brought back from the auction."

The Atlantis Stone!

Yeh Xingli’s expression tightened.

He didn’t know who the "master" referred to by the others was, but he definitely wouldn’t go with them!

"Researcher Ye, resistance is futile." the leader said with a sneering smile, "At this time, who else—"

His words were cut off by a sharp gust of wind.

Under the moonlight, the man’s figure appeared even more formidable and upright.

"Shh—" Yan Tingfeng coldly smiled, "Stand behind me."