CHAPTER 864: CHAPTER 864: ACTUALLY LOST TO A JUNIOR

Alaric Faulkner peeled off the human skin mask from his face, revealing his true appearance.

After seeing clearly, a few people trembled violently.

Gregory Faulkner and Gideon Faulkner lowered their heads, feeling as if all their strength had been drained.

They had lost, and lost to a junior!

No wonder the old man wanted to entrust the Faulkner Family to Alaric Faulkner; they couldn’t compete with his tactics.

Alaric Faulkner looked at Gregory Faulkner and Gideon Faulkner, and said, "This man is named Franklin Faulkner, my father’s illegitimate son, who harbors a grudge against the Faulkner Family because of his mother.

He dragged you all into the water just to destroy the Faulkner Family, and you thought you could rely on him to inherit the position in the family?"

Alaric Faulkner merely stated this calmly, but revealing Franklin Faulkner’s identity startled the two.

They knew Franklin Faulkner had a mysterious identity, but they didn’t know he had such a background.

Gregory Faulkner, full of remorse, gritted his teeth and said, "Because I thought you were dead, I only then considered vying for the position of Family Head."

Gideon Faulkner felt the same way.

How could they be content with the position of Family Head being inherited by a younger generation? Of course, they entertained thoughts.

But little did they expect that despite all their scheming, they still lost in the end.

However, their loss was not unjust, for indeed, they weren’t as clever or strategic as Alaric Faulkner.

Alaric Faulkner glanced at them lightly and said, "I will not deal with you for the time being."

The two simultaneously looked up at Alaric Faulkner, somewhat unclear about his intentions.

Alaric Faulkner continued slowly, "At tomorrow’s Family Head conference, you will admit your crimes publicly. As for this person, I will handle him separately."

This seemed like the only path left before them, and they seemingly had no way to go.

Alaric Faulkner waved his hand, and someone stepped forward to lift Franklin Faulkner from the ground and take him away.

Meanwhile, Gregory Faulkner and Gideon Faulkner were placed under house arrest in the villa, awaiting the family’s judgment on them the next day.

Thus, the situation was resolved, and Alaric Faulkner wrapped his arm around Eleanor Sterling’s waist to leave, finally able to sleep well tonight.

When passing by Jasper Faulkner, Alaric Faulkner whispered, "I’ll leave the finishing touches to you. I’m going home to sleep with my wife."

Jasper Faulkner: "..."

As if he didn’t have a wife and didn’t need to sleep.

But there was nothing he could do; since Alaric was his elder brother, as the younger, he could only accept the task obediently.

When Eleanor Sterling heard this, a blush crept up her cheeks. Saying such things in front of so many people was indeed a bit embarrassing.

Once they returned to the room, Eleanor Sterling remembered something and quickly stopped Alaric Faulkner, saying, "Wait a moment."

Alaric Faulkner frowned, wondering what she was up to again, "What’s wrong?"

"To prevent Franklin Faulkner from escaping, I must arrange for someone to draw his blood immediately."

It concerned Alaric Faulkner’s health, and Eleanor Sterling couldn’t afford to be negligent. Franklin Faulkner was too cunning.

Upon hearing this, Alaric Faulkner couldn’t help but laugh.

He wondered whether he should feel sorry for Franklin Faulkner now; not only had he been outsmarted, but after being captured, he would have his blood drawn by Eleanor Sterling.

But that was his last purpose, and there was nothing for him to feel wronged about.

Alaric Faulkner supported Eleanor Sterling’s waist and said, "Don’t rush around for this. I will arrange for it. You should rest well, and even if you don’t, the baby in your belly needs to rest."

Eleanor Sterling looked at Alaric Faulkner, believing that he would indeed make arrangements. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.