After leaving the hospital, Donald hailed a taxi and returned to the mansion.
To him, dealing with Shelba and the others had been nothing more than a brief interlude, but to the Wilkinses, it was a massive disgrace to their family.
Osmond Wilkins, the head of the Wilkins family, was silent and grim as he sat on an armchair and looked at the sheet-covered corpses in the hospital.
Having lifted the sheets to identify Shelba's and Sylar's bodies, Siegfried Wilkins walked up to Osmond.
“Grandpa, the bodies are confirmed to be Syl's and Shel's.”
Osmond shut his eyes in anguish and gritted his teeth. “Who the h*ll is it? Who dares to kill my family members so blatantly in Pollerton? Launch an immediate investigation into this! I want the murderer to pay the price!”
“We already have, Grandpa. We retrieved the hospital's surveillance footage earlier and found the culprit,” Siegfried replied before pulling up the images on a tablet to show the elderly man. “He's Donald Campbell, vice president of Dragon Fide Corporation and an abandoned son of the Campbell clan. Several other prominent families had invited us before to take down Dragon Fide Corporation's project, but we rejected them.”
“Donald Campbell!” Osmond thundered. “Where is he now? Get our Wilkins Army to haul him back!”
“Grandpa, after watching the surveillance footage, I don't think Donald Campbell is as useless as the rumors say. He seems more like a high-level Stella Warrior, which would also explain why Syl and Shel fell victim to him,” Siegfried reasoned. “Therefore, I doubt the Wilkins Army will be effective against him.”
“If the Wilkins Army isn't enough, deploy Blood Blade! I don't care how much it costs or how many people we need to hire. I want Donald and his family to pay for my granddaughter's death!” Osmond retorted.
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