I’m Someone Else

Chapter 221

Leah stormed out of Blake’s house right after that. In Blake’s childhood memory, he had always remembered Leah as a gentle, goddess-like person, but the Leah he just saw earlier terrified him, and he could even smell the scent of death on her. That was a completely different person from his childhood memory!

Is she still the same person I knew, the same Leah that Father was so obsessed about? he wondered in fright.

A few minutes later, he recollected himself and scrambled to his feet. Dusting himself off with a crumpled, menacing look on his face, he then gritted his teeth and hollered, “Leah Wilkerson, I’ll make sure you die a horrible death!”

Then, he punched the coffee table in front of the couch a few times to vent his ire.

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Suddenly, the coffee table broke into pieces under his not-so-tender ministrations.

Who do you think you are, Leah Wilkerson? How dare you threaten me! It sounds like you think nothing of the Hind Family at all, he thought, his anger growing with every passing second.

“Leah, let’s wait and see! I would like to find out how you’re going to wipe out my entire clan!”

As Blake was completely ignorant about Leah’s background, he didn’t believe a word she said, nor did he think that she was that powerful. In his eyes, she was nothing more than a regular elderly woman. In contrast, the Hind Family was a completely different existence because they were one of the Six Greatest Families of Irieson. When it came to threats, only he had what it took to threaten her, and not the other way around. Does she think that she can kill my entire family? What a joke! There’s no way that I’ll believe that.

Alas, Blake was simply too conceited, judging Leah without even doing the most basic research beforehand. The woman he looked down on was born into the most influential family in Capitalis. She truly wasn’t one that he should offend at all.

Leah sat in the car as she brooded with a sullen look on her face. If it’s not the Hinds, then who killed Terrence and Norman? Then, she whisked out her phone, placed it next to her ear, and asked, “Did you find out anything?”

“No, we’re still working on it. The situation in Irieson is far more complicated than we imagined and I’m afraid we’ll need more time.”

“Get on with it!” she ordered harshly.

She couldn’t avenge the death of Terrence and Norman without knowing the murderer’s identity. Alas, there was nothing else she could do except wait for the results of the investigations.

As for the mess Terrence left behind after his death… She had already started dealing with it. After all, the older and senior members of the Pearson Family knew of her existence, and they did give her some respect due to her identity.

This showed that the Pearson Family carried some weight in her heart. Otherwise, she had absolutely no reason to do something so tedious that brought her absolutely no benefits but more trouble.

Nevertheless, she was too arbitrary when dealing with matters concerning Olivia. It couldn’t be helped since her current marriage was a result of the partnership between families. Although her husband loved her to bits, in her opinion, a girl born into a powerful family had to submit to the marriage arranged by the family.

The assassins from the Yam, Hind, and Xalmar Families didn’t aim straight for Thomas. Instead, their first target was Chloe, his only ‘kin’ in Irieson. This was the final plan the three families came up with

after considerable deliberation—before killing Thomas, they wanted him to have a taste of losing his closest kin.

The three families had always been ruthless when they dealt with matters. Moreover, they had a deep feud with Thomas. Quentin’s son was crippled for life after Thomas fought with him, Blake’s beloved nephew was killed by the same man, and Kirk’s son also died at Thomas’ hands. Suffice it to say, they had been harboring a deep hatred for Thomas for quite some time and thought that it was too easy to let him die just like this. Therefore, they would definitely pull out all the stops to torture him mentally before sending him off to the gates of hell.

Previously, Quentin had sent assassins after Chloe but was unsuccessful and even lost a man for his efforts. Yet, he hadn’t learned his lesson and tried to harm her again.

In each of the three cars—Porsche Cayenne, Mercedes S600, and Audi A6—were three top assassins sent by each family, and they had stopped their cars in a spot close to Chloe’s neighborhood. Unfortunately, now wasn’t the best time to do anything. Once night falls and everyone else slumbered on, it wouldn’t be too late to take Chloe’s life then.

“We can act now, can’t we?” a man in the Audi A6 asked.

The leader in that car shook his head. “Be patient. The time we agreed on is 1.00AM and there’s still some time left.”

“Argh, I wonder what’s going on in the old master’s mind. We’re just killing a helpless girl, aren’t we? Do they need to make such a big hoo-ha over it?”

“Exactly, just let someone in the lower ranks do this instead of sending us. Setting this aside, they even want us to join forces with the other two families. Tsk…” one of the men sneered, staring at Chloe’s picture in his hand. She’s truly a stunner, but unfortunately, her life will come to an end today.

“That’s enough. Stop harping on like a bunch of geese. It’s just taking one life, and we can go home once our job is done. We’re paid well every month. Aren’t we just freeloaders if we do nothing at all?” the leader said with a smirk.

“Well, that’s…”

Similar conversations took place in the other two cars as well, and when the clock struck 1.00AM, nine of them got out of their cars and gathered at the entrance of the neighborhood.

“Let’s split up. A group of nine is just asking for attention.”

“Okay.”

“I agree.”

They split into three groups and chose three different routes to approach Chloe’s rented place.

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Soon after they went separate ways, three of them died without a sound. Alas, the remaining six had no idea and continued on with their mission.

“Hey, boss. Did we arrive late and they’re already inside, or are we early?”

“Who cares? We’ll just go in and kill that woman.”

One group arrived at the building where Chloe’s apartment was. When they wanted to enter, a few dark figures suddenly appeared next to them, and they stopped breathing after seeing a flash of light before their eyes.

Only one last group was left, and they died in almost the same manner as the others. They didn’t even get a look at their opponents and didn’t know how they died before leaving this world forever.

Chloe wasn’t an easy target at all because Quincy, the Mortons, and the Peralta Family had been guarding this neighborhood for a long time. Killing Chloe? That was a fool’s dream!

In the dead silent night, nine bodies were dragged to a spot close to the neighborhood, where several Mercedes were parked. A middle-aged man walked to one of the cars. “Nine assassins came, and they’re all taken care of.”

“Okay, do a clean job and get rid of the bodies. I’m going back to report to Mr. Hofstead.”

“Okay,” the middle-aged man answered and climbed out of the car.