The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine
/ The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Chapter 242 – Who's Here?
Chapter 242: Who's Here?
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yvette Larson was slightly taken aback, not understanding what her husband was up to. However, she had a premonition that Finn Taylor was about to do something ground-breaking.
Perhaps it would even change the course of the Larson family's future for the next ten years!
Finn Taylor ushered his wife into the car, where Hunter Sullivan and Quince Larson were already waiting.
“Finn Taylor, where are you taking me to?”
Perhaps terminal lucidity was real. For some reason, Quince Larson couldn't help but feel apprehensive as though something bad was going to happen.
“Somewhere you yearn to be. Isn't your greatest wish to become the head of the Larson family? But you've been the temporary head, not the real head. Today, we're going to have a real family head. Aren't you excited?”
“Finn Taylor, what are you trying to do?” Quince Larson roared. If not for the fact that he was currently being held down by Hunter Sullivan, he would've started a fight with the other a long time ago.
Very quickly, the group arrived at the Larson family's residence.
Finn Taylor supported his wife, and they strolled in casually. As for Quince Larson, he was wrestled into the house by Hunter Sullivan.
Finn Taylor threw a glance at the century-old ancestral shrine.
Dozens of the Larson family's ancestors' ashes were housed here. They were the ones who had established the Larson family over the years.
Although the Larson family wasn't exceptionally well-known, they were still more prominent than an average family. Unfortunately, they didn't cherish what they had and were always trying to make a name for themselves.
They weren't very capable to begin with, yet they broke countless industry rules.
If they had made use of Finn Taylor, they might've risen up a long time ago.
“You seem very moved. Are you thinking of something?” Yvette Larson observed her husband from the back, feeling a trace of coldness.
Finn Taylor had indeed thought of something—the Taylor family.
The Taylor family was similar to the Larson family. The only thing different was that one was bigger than the other.
“Just thinking about the past.” All of a sudden, he turned around and looked in a certain direction. “They're here!”
Yvette Larson followed his gaze and spotted Franklin Larson and his wife, who were being escorted in by Logan Yeats.
Seeing their son—Quince Larson—thrown on the ground, Franklin Larson flared up. “Finn Taylor, what are you trying to do? What did my son do? Why are you doing this to him?”
Finn Taylor sneered at the other. “Why don't you ask your precious son what he did?”
'Did he really do something he shouldn't have?' Franklin Larson turned to his son. “Hurry up and tell me what you did.”
“Dad, I kidnapped Yvette in a moment of folly. I didn't do it on purpose. I lost all my money while gambling, and someone recruited me as a lackey. They were the ones who kidnapped her—it's none of my business.”
Finn Taylor let out a sinister smile. 'Things have already progressed to this point, but he's still full of lies and trying to trick everyone.'
“Finn Taylor, we're all relatives.”
“You'd better ask your son what else he's done to wrong the Larson family. Otherwise, you might faint later on when you learn the truth.”
'There's more?' Franklin Larson was jaw-dropped. 'How much is my son hiding from me?'
“Dad, I swear there's nothing else. He's just trying to scare both of us into spouting nonsense later.”
Franklin Larson was no fool. Given his understanding of his son, the latter was definitely hiding some secrets from him.
However, he didn't believe that Finn Taylor knew the details of those secrets either. Just like his son said, Finn Taylor was probably trying to get them to reveal the secrets on their own accord.
Since that was the case, Franklin Larson wasn't going to fall into the other's trap. “Hehe! Finn Taylor, why don't you just show us the evidence if you have any. Otherwise, you'd better not spout nonsense here!”
Franklin Larson was calm and composed as he rebutted Finn Taylor.
The latter didn't reply. 'It's not the right time yet. I'll wait. The Larson family isn't here yet. Besides, Joseph Larson is still in the hospital.'
“They're here!” Franklin Larson pointed into the distance, where Frederick Larson was walking from.
Not long after, Quinn Larson arrived with Hilary Stone.
Last to arrive were Francis Larson and Linda James since they lived at Pacific Heights, which was a long way away.
Finally, everyone was here.
“Mom…” The moment she spotted her mother, Yvette Larson could no longer hold her emotions in and rushed over.
Initially, Linda James had no idea about what had happened. She had thought that her daughter had been visiting her best friend.
It was Willow Stone who had informed her about her daughter's abduction. Naturally, she was relieved to see her daughter safe and sound.
“My precious daughter, it must've been hard on you.”
As the mother and daughter shared a hug, what shocked everyone was Francis Larson—who had always been a man of few words—walking up to Quince Larson and slapping him square in the face.
“What are you doing?” Franklin Larson yelled out at his brother.
“Franklin Larson, I'm your elder brother. I don't like being the center of attention, but that doesn't mean you can bully us. Your son kidnapped my daughter. Trust me—I can kill you if you push me too far.”
Then, an even more stupefying scene played out—Francis Larson whipped out a fruit knife and held it against his brother's neck.
Francis Larson was down-to-earth, but that didn't mean he was a fool. Being down-to-earth didn't mean that he could be trampled upon.
If he were to press down just an inch further, Franklin Larson would be dead.
“You… Bro, don't act so rashly. We're family, so there's no need to go so far.”
Franklin Larson was now fuming.
It was rare for someone like Francis Larson to flare up, but they couldn't be contained once they did.
“Calm down, Dad. Leave this to me.” Although Finn Taylor respected his father-in-law for doing so, he had other plans. It would be terrible if Francis Larson ruined everything for him.
The pair shared a gaze that lasted a couple of minutes. Finally, Finn Taylor retrieved the fruit knife from the other's grip.
It was only then that Franklin Larson let out a sigh of relief. Earlier on, he had felt as though he had really toed the line of death!
“Dad, the show is about to begin. Just hold on for a while longer. Almost everyone from the Larson family is here. We're just missing someone.”
Frederick Larson spoke up. “Finn Taylor, if you're talking about Eleanor, you don't have to wait for her. She's gone abroad for a vacation.”
Finn Taylor sneered. “Do you think I'd be waiting for such a dirty sl*t? Look who's here!”
Chapter end
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