God Of War Returns as a Daddy

Chapter 39 Colored Glaze Holy Water, Phyllis Moore

Chapter 39 Colored Glaze Holy Water, Phyllis Moore

"Answer it."

Bernardo Mason waved his hand and said, "Luis Sanchez doesn't know the details of Sean's release, but they should. Find it out."

"Okay."

Bell nodded and got Michael Taylor on the phone.

The call lasted less than ten minutes.

Bell's expression, however, changed again and again.

"What's wrong?"

Bernardo Mason had a keen eye. As Soon as Bell hung up, he looked up and, of course, he saw something in Bell's face.

"My Lord, there seems to be something wrong."

Said Bell in a hushed voice, "When they learned Sean was getting out early, they immediately sent someone to investigate the situation…"

He repeated exactly what Michael Taylor had said.

"The army???"

Even the stolid Bernardo Mason winced at the harsh word. He frowned and said, "How can he command an army in his current position?"

"That's what's wrong."

Bell said anxiously, "You and the Old Mrs. Mason were forced to spare his life. Now, it turns out he hasn't given up on revenge during his years in prison, and there are people behind him."

The result was far beyond Bernardo Mason's expectations.

Old institutions died hard.

Bernardo Mason didn't buy the idea that Sean was being backed up to try to make a comeback. However, it was hard to believe that someone had sent troops to pick Sean up at the prison gate.

Was he stupid?

The Mason family in the Capital City today was far more powerful than it was five years ago. Even if someone wanted to help Sean get revenge, the logical thing to do would be to lay low, hide out, and avoid the Mason family as much as possible.

But they chose the simplest, most direct, and most brutal way!

Openly antagonizing the Mason family?

Weren't they afraid that the Mason family would find out who they were and kill them all?

They were either stupid or they had nothing to fear!

"Find it out!"

Bernardo Mason snorted, "It took us five years to purge the legacy of the Old Mr. Mason and Parker. We basically cleaned up everything we could find, but some of them were hidden so deep that we couldn't find them out."

"Now, Sean just got out of jail, and they can't wait to jump out. That's fine. Take this opportunity to pull out all of them one by one, exterminate the roots, and we'll never have trouble!"

He looked extremely cold.

"Okay!"

Bell nodded, "I'll arrange it tomorrow. Movements in the army are documented, and it shouldn't be hard to figure out who they are and who's behind them."

"What are you gonna do about Sean? Michael Taylor is terrified that Sean will retaliate against them at any moment."

Bell didn't care if Michael Taylor and others lived or died.

He was worried that if Sean went after Michael Taylor and the others, there would be a lot of fuss going on in Hilshire, then, what happened five years ago would probably come to the fore.

Gossip was a fearful thing.

The Mason family might be powerful, but the more powerful a person was, the more he cared about his reputation.

"Let Reid do it."

Bernardo Mason thought about it and said quietly, "Sean is good at fighting, and there's a good chance he's surrounded by people who protect him. Most people wouldn't be able to get him, but

with Reid's skill, it's a shoo-in."

"Do what you can! Catch him alive!"

Bernardo Mason snorted, "His life is still of some use to us. First, I can catch the hidden forces behind him. Second, I can force Parker to obey. Third, I'm going to torture him and make him wish he were dead!"

"That's brilliant."

Bell gave him a compliment, "I'll have Reid up to Hilshire overnight, and the Old Mrs. Mason…"

"I'll tell her." Said Bernardo Mason.

"Okay!"

Bell nodded and turned to go when Bernardo Mason seemed to think of something, "Wait!"

"Anything else?"

Bell paused.

Bernardo Mason asked, "You were saying that Cecilia Moore, that woman, gave birth to Sean's daughter?"

"Yes."

Bell nodded and said, "Phyllis Moore, four years old."

"Phyllis Moore…"

Bernardo Mason repeated several times, then he said coldly, "Owen Sanchez had an axe to grind and had his son throw himself at us, was he not trying to get involved with our Mason family? Fine. I'll give him a chance."

"Call Luis Sanchez back, and have him kidnap Phyllis tomorrow morning, and then you have Reid show up in Hilshire with a bottle of Colored Glaze Holy Water, put it in Phyllis, and see what happens."

At this, Bell's face suddenly changed.

"You mean…"

Bell grew up in the Mason family and was trusted by Bernardo Mason for nearly 20 years. He knew all about the Mason family and knew a lot of dark secrets.

Including Colored Glaze Holy Water Bernardo Mason mentioned.

"Do as I say."

Bernardo Mason said coldly, "After all, she has a lineage of the Mason family. Although the possibility is very small, but, just in case!"

"If it is as I fear, have Reid take her back to the Capital City with him!"

Bell asked, "What if it's not?"

"No?"

Bernardo Mason raised his eyes with a cold look, "Do I have to teach you? Due to the Mason family, she was doomed from the moment she was born."

"She'll either die in the Capital City or in Hilshire!"

Bell's heart trembled slightly. Bernardo Mason had asked him to kill hundreds of people over the years. He was a killer.

But he never killed a child.

It was so cruel!

Also, he was an orphan, adopted by the Mason family, so as not to starve to death on the streets. So he had a different feeling for children.

"Rest assured, I'm going to get Colored Glaze Holy Water."

However, in the face of Bernardo Mason's orders, Bell's remaining compassion was soon forcibly suppressed. He nodded without hesitation, then turned and left the hall…

…

Eight o'clock in the evening.

In the VIP room at Hilshire City Hospital.

After several hours of resuscitation, Carter Moore's vital signs stabilized and his eyes slowly opened. He came to life.

Dylan and Isaac, bandaged and swollen, stood by the hospital bed, each more miserable than the last. A large crowd of the Moore family and friends almost filled the hospital room.

There was a lot of whispering.

"Grandpa."

"Dad!"

Dylan and Isaac were overjoyed when Carter Moore woke up. One on each side, they lay down on the bed and let out a cry of excitement. There was silence in the chaotic ward.

Carter Moore was, after all, old and frail. Even when he was awake, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were dull and lifeless, giving the impression of dying.

"Well, don't…"

He looked around him and tried to speak, but he could not. He raised his hand and gestured to the relatives and friends crowded into the hospital room. Dylan took the hint and looked back, saying, "You can leave now."

"He just woke up. How can we leave?"

"That's right."

"The company is in a mess, leaderless, waiting for his instructions."

Many of these people were shareholders or executives of the Moore Group. Carter Moore's safety was directly linked to the future of the Moore Group, as well as their fate. How could they leave at such a critical moment?

If they were gone, Dylan and Isaac were the only ones in the room, weren't they the only ones who knew what Carter Moore said or did?

No way!

If Carter Moore died, and at that time, the two of them took out a beggar-thy-neighbor casually will, and made the Moore Group theirs, what should they do?

In the face of interests, family and friendship were vulnerable!

"Get out of here!"

Dylan was furious. His voice suddenly rose several times, almost to a roar. And he gave Isaac a look. Isaac was even more direct, waving to the seven or eight group security guards outside the ward, "Get them all out of here!"

"Hit them if they mess around!"

Isaac, who had been beaten several times a day and had no place to vent his anger, started to play hard.

"Yes, sir!"

Isaac oversaw the security department at the Moore Group, and the guards did everything he said. Seven or eight of them formed a semicircle, pushing and pulling. They chased them all out of the room in less than a minute, as their relatives and friends struggled and howled.

Carter Moore, Dylan, and Isaac were the only three left in the room.

"Help me up."

After a break, Carter Moore could barely speak.

Dylan picked Carter Moore up and let him recline on the pillow, "Dad, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong with you?"

Carter Moore shook his head.

"Grandpa!"

Isaac asked eagerly, "What the hell is going on here? How dare Aiden Roberts and others go after us for that bitch Cecilia???"

"And Mr. Young."

"We Moore family got him where he is today! But he was there, and instead of standing up for us, he was making eye contact with Aiden Roberts. Damn it!"

The more he thought about it, the angrier Isaac got.

And he was puzzled.

What happened today was so sudden that it caught them off guard. Up to now, Dylan and Isaac have been totally confused."

Dylan also asked, "Dad, what did Mr. Young say to you when he pulled you out of there that made you so angry that you passed out in front of the office?"

"It's the Campbell family!" Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Carter Moore took a deep breath and said, "The elder son of the Campbell family of Crane Town. The future heir, Charles Campbell! It was him who ordered Aiden Roberts, Thomas Backer, and Cameron Brown to take people to the Moore Group to make trouble for Cecilia!"

"The Campbell family?"

"Charles Campbell???"

Dylan and Isaac look at each other, their faces turning pale, each with a look of horror in their eyes.

They know the name of the Crane town's Campbell family!

Carter Moore said quietly, "The Campbell Family is powerful, far beyond our comparison. If Charles Campbell really wanted to kill us, we wouldn't be able to fight him, we'd just have to take it."

"Bu…"

Dylan grunted, swallowed hard, and said in disbelief, "So Aiden Roberts and Thomas Backer and Cameron Brown were all Charles Campbell's men?"

"It should be."

Carter Moore nodded.

"But even so, why would they stand up for Cecilia?"

Dylan couldn't figure it out. He frowned and said, "Is it Charles Campbell, not Aiden Roberts that Cecilia got? That's impossible. As far as I know, Charles Campbell has been serving in the army for years. Cecilia couldn't have had access to him!"

"It doesn't matter anymore."

Carter Moore shook his head and sighed, "The important thing is, beating up the Moore Group is just the beginning, and I'm afraid it's far from the end."

"You mean…"

Dylan had a bad feeling.

"Come on! Call your sister!"

Carter Moore didn't explain. He just said, "Your sister married into the Rodriguez family in the Crane Town and gave birth to two sons to the Rodriguez family, her words might matter to them. Tell her to get the Rodriguez family to go to the Campbell Family and plead for us."

"Tell her that as long as the Campbell family cut us some slack, whatever they want, we'll do it!"

Lorraine Moore!

She was the second child of the Moore family, right between Dylan and Matthew. Her Marrying the Rodriguez family in Crane Town helped the Moore family a lot. Thanks to her help, the Moore Group had rapidly grown to its current size.

When the Moore family couldn't solve his problems, it was Lorraine Moore who solved them.

"Okay, I'll call her now."

Dylan immediately stood up, took out his cell phone, and dialed Lorraine Moore's number…