Son In Law Madness novel Chapter 525

Chapter 525

Members Only The sight of the eight prestigious families squabbling over Jennifer like children outside the gates of Est Montaigne would undoubtedly be a ludicrous one to any bystanders. The crowd fought unceasingly, none willing to relent. They then looked to Tyrone, who was seated at the side. “You were the one to offer this reward of ten billion. So tell us, who should enter first?” Tyrone was too concerned for Jennifer’s safety to be bothered with anything else. “Who amongst you dares to go head to head against Gibbons?” Tyrone said derisively at the group of fools being frustrated over their order of entry. Tyrone’s words shocked them to a realization.

Though they were members of the eight prestigious families, none of them could contend against Gibbons in terms of power or brutality. Gibbons was smoking a cigarette and enjoying the show when the other seven prestigious families fell silent at the mention of his name. What’s there to argue about? Like Tyrone said, who dares to walk in front of Gibbons? The entrance to Est Montaigne opened slowly. “It’s open! The gates are open!” Gibbons threw the cigarette butt onto the ground, extinguished it with his heel, and stretched before strolling toward the facility. The other prestigious families followed closely behind.

Though they could no longer contend for the privilege to enter first, the position of second place was still up for grabs. All of their expressions changed upon entering the facility. Tevin was lying in bed with a mouthful of blood and wide, unblinking eyes which seemed to contain no more life. Other parts of Est Montaigne were also in a wretched state. It looked as if it had been trampled by a frightening force. “Did somebody attack Est Montaigne?” “Go in and locate Jennifer. Quickly!” Tyrone ordered. The subordinates he brought immediately ran further into Est Montaigne. The explosive news caused a buzz of emotions throughout the Youngblood family. The attack on Est Montaigne left none alive! Sixty-odd managers in charge of the Youngbloods’ safe houses around the world sat around a long table in the hall of the Youngblood residence in Gerton. Every one of them looked grim.

Before them lay the information and personnel list of the security surveillance system in Est Montaigne. Two Quattuor Stella Warriors and Sivert. The security setup installed in all the safe houses was deemed of above-average quality. It could ensure the complete safety of the house’s occupants, even in a country ravaged by war. A safe house of that description had been razed in Pollerton. “Since everybody is here, let’s hear it.” The patriarch of the Youngblood family in Gerton, Yuvich Youngblood, sat at the head position in the hall and swept a cold gaze at everybody within. “Ever since news regarding Est Montaigne was released, Mr. Youngblood, the valuation of Youngblood Group has shrunk by five percent. Our old clients in banks worldwide are also requesting to transfer their capital because they feel Youngblood Group’s safe houses are not as safe as they had imagined.”