Chapter 38.

"Edwin Hummer, the richest man in Swinton!" Dahlia

answered. "What? Sir Hummer?" Lyra's eyes widened in shock as if she had

seen a ghost. Everyone knew that anything Sir Hummer said was obeyed

without question in Swinton. Trevor was big in East City, but Sir Hummer

was the true master of Swinton. He was so powerful that he could just

demand anything with the snap of his fingers. He was also very

influential in business, politics, and the military. Anyone who wronged

Sir Hummer would face a fate worse than death. "Ms. Nicholson, don't tell

me this matter really involves Sir Hummer?" Lyra gulped. "It's hard to

say. Trevor was one of Sir Hummer's men. Now that he was suddenly killed,

Sir Hummer will definitely investigate this matter. It would be

troublesome if Dustin was involved." Dahlia's expression darkened. "Even

if that were the case, it would be Dustin's fault. It has nothing to do

with us, right?" Lyra asked tentatively. "This depends on how Sir Hummer

sees this matter. If he thinks this has something to do with us, neither

of us would be spared!" Dahlia added. "What!" Lyra panicked immediately.

She could still remain calm when facing Trevor. However, her legs

trembled even thinking about Edwin Hummer. "Ms. Nicholson, why don't we

ask Chris Nolan for help? Ask him to have Mr. Anderson intervene." Lyra

reacted quickly. "I owe Chris too many favors. I don't want to trouble

him further." Dahlia shook her head. "Then what should we do? If Sir

Hummer pursues this matter, aren't we all in trouble?" Lyra cried. "Don't

be flustered. I'm now partnered with the Harmon family. As long as we

have their protection after the company's launch tomorrow, Sir Hummer

won't be too harsh. on us," she explained. "That's right! We still have

the Harmon family!" Lyra revealed a smile. "As long as the ceremony goes

smoothly, we'll be under the Harmon family after the announcement. Nobody

would dare bully us!" Now all their hope depended on the Harmon family.

In the evening, outside the gates of Spanner Manor. Countless military

vehicles roared. The car in front carried a flag with the words Western

War Zone." ΓΙ As the vehicle stopped, rows of heavily armed soldiers

stepped down, one after another. There was a murderous aura surrounding

the area. "Sir, we have arrived!" A commander walked up to the car and

saluted. The door quickly opened, and a burly middle–aged man in battle

armor stepped out. This man was the lieutenant of the western war zone,

Travis Spanner. "Uncle Travis! You're finally here!" At this moment, the

doors of the manor opened slowly. Edward was being supported by two men

as he limped out. "Let me see the body," Travis demanded. Edward did not

dare say anything else and immediately led the way. There was a coffin

right at the entrance to the living room. Trevor was lying inside, hist

eyes tightly closed. "What on earth happened? Why did your father die so

suddenly?" Travis gritted his teeth, a look of rage on his face. He only

had one brother. Naturally, he was furious that he had been murdered.

"It' was Mason! That ungrateful brat killed Dad!" Edward began to whine.

"Mason? He's nothing but a bastard. He wouldn't have the guts." Travis

narrowed his eyes. course, not hirm alone. I guess he worked with someone

on the outside who wanted to take advantage of this at the same time!"

Edward's face was clouded with hatred. "Did your dad make enemies with

anyone recently?" Travis asked. "Uh… Dad easily offends people, but

they're all insignificant people," Edward explained. "So you

don't know anything after all?" Travis frowned. "It all happened too

suddenly. I was at a loss for a while." "Useless! You're no better than a

bastard!" Travis snorted coldly, not bothering to say another word, and

gave an order. "Someone investigate this matter at once! I don't care

what it takes. Find me the murderer, even if you have to turn the entire

Swinton upside down!"