The Starfield Farming Sovereign (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 252

Chapter 252 The Man Behind Seafarm Group

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Rufus stood in front of the huge floor–to–ceiling window with his back to Justin. His face was dark with rage.

“Not simple? What do you mean by that? Be specific!” His voice was laced with anger and impatience.

“I–I mean the vibe!” Justin tried to explain with his hands. “They’re not like the thugs we usually arrest or the regular security guards hired by businessmen… They’re too steady, too… too well–trained, like they follow strict rules! Like they were straight out of the military! And they’re not scared of us at all. When I said we’d arrest them, they pointed guns right at our heads! When that old man showed up, they acted the second he gave an order. It was like…”

“Like what?” Rufus turned around sharply, his eyes sharp.

Justin swallowed. “Like an elite special force… And that old man and the people with him… they weren’t dressed in flashy clothes, but the way they carried themselves, the way they talked… They’ve definitely spent years serving some top–tier wealthy families. I’m sure of it!”

“Top–tier wealthy families…” Rufus muttered, his eyes darting around. He hurried back behind his desk, his fingers tapping restlessly on the polished surface.

The first name that popped into his head was the Hewitts.

Elizabeth was still Cristian’s wife on paper, so it would make sense for the Hewitts to step in and protect her.

If it really was them… A chill ran down Rufus’s spine.

But he quickly shook his head, brushing off the terrifying thought.

“It’s probably not the Hewitts,” Rufus said, as if he were talking to Justin but really trying to convince himself. “Do you know how powerful the Hewitts are? They’re a true top family in the kingdom, a powerhouse in the military. If they really decided to step in and back Elizabeth, they wouldn’t just send a few bodyguards and a butler to stand there. That’s too nice.”

He paced back and forth, thinking out loud. “With the Hewitts‘ influence and style, they either do nothing, or they come down like a ton of bricks, cutting off anyone who even thinks about touching their target. They wouldn’t waste time in a street, arguing with a low–level deputy captain in a public order squad like you. And they definitely wouldn’t let you walk back here in one piece to report it.”

Justin was taken aback. The more he listened, the more it made sense. He nodded rapidly. “Exactly! You’re right, Rufus! That old man just looked scary, but he didn’t actually do anything to me. He just scared us and kicked us out… and said he’d report me to my boss…”

His face fell again. “But what do I do now? If my boss actually looks into this… My job…”

“Stop panicking!” Rufus snapped, clearly fed up. His eyes were full of disdain for his useless brother–in–law. “Scared over nothing! You just lost some face. It’s not like they arrested you! Even if you lose that job, Seafarm Group is huge. You think there’s no spot for you? I’ll just make you a security supervisor in one of the subsidiaries. Easy job, good pay. Isn’t that better than standing on the street, having to deal with people’s attitudes?”

Justin’s eyes lit up. Most of his fear vanished, replaced with flattery. “Really? Thank you, Rufus! I knew you’d have a plan!”

13:54 Mon, May 4 MM.

Chapter 252 The Man Behind Seafarm Group

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“Enough. Stop sucking up!” Rufus waved him off like he was shooing a fly. “Keep your mouth shut about today! You know what to say when you go back, right? You got a fake tip, checked it out, and found out it was normal business activity. There was a small argument, but it’s been resolved. Got it?”

“Got it! Don’t worry, I know what to say!” Justin promised, practically floating out of the office with a huge grin on his face.

Once Justin was gone, the annoyance and impatience on Rufus’s face faded, replaced by a heavy, grim expression.

He locked the office door, turned on the highest–level privacy shield, and connected to a direct, encrypted line to the Seafarm Group board’s executive committee.

The holographic screen lit up, showing an older man with sharp, hawk–like eyes.

He was dressed in simple but high–end clothes, sitting in a classic–style study. This was the real power behind Seafarm Group, Jayden Norton.

“Mr. Norton,” Rufus said, hiding his emotions. He respectfully gave a clear report about everything that happened at Mercury Plaza–the sudden appearance of elite bodyguards,

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