Chapter 532

"Of course not, Father. You will always be the head of the family."

Trent smiled sheepishly.

"Fine. Since you said that, I'll give you my opinion." Andrew

surveyed the room. "Dustin has saved my life, as well as helped our

family multiple times. We are in his debt, so anyone who tries to take

him today will be going against me!"

"What?"

The group shared dismayed glances. They never expected Andrew to

stand up for Dustin during this crucial time.

"Father, this bastard killed one of the Grants' daughters! He will

only drag us deeper into this mess!" Trent rebutted.

"Trent is right! We're doing this for the greater good of the

family!" Jacob seconded.

"You bunch say such lofty things when you're just cowards!" Andrew

struck the floor with his cane forcefully. "The Grants have been stepping

all over us, and instead of standing up against them, you choose to

grovel and please them? What an embarrassment to our family!"

"Fath-"

"Silence!" Andrew cut off Trent's words. "Our family has gone through

all sorts of trials since its existence. How could we embarrass our

ancestors by losing our dignity because of something like this?"

The Harmons lowered their heads in shame, unable to deny that the

Grants had shaken them greatly.

"Listen carefully!" Andrew announced. "Our priority should be to save

Hector, and not be sitting ducks!"

He made Hector his successor because of how righteous and brave his

son was, but now that Hector was captured, the entire family was thrown

into chaos.

"Grandfather, we need to borrow the Grants' power if we want to save

Uncle Hector. Our best option is to hand Dustin over to them in exchange

for Uncle Trent." Kate coaxed.

"Nonsense!" Andrew glared at his granddaughter. "The Grants were the

ones who framed and imprisoned your uncle, yet you think they'll help us?

What a joke!"

"What? Mr. Hector was imprisoned by the Grants?"

The crowd was dismayed to hear this. After all, framing the head of

another family was not a small matter.

"Father, please refrain from making claims without evidence! There

are ears everywhere." Trent reminded seriously.

"Evidence, you say? Sure!" Andrew turned around and called out.

"Isfrid? Bring him in."

Immediately, the leader of the shadow guards dragged a man into the

room. The man wore a hood that made it difficult to identify his face and

was tightly bound from head to toe.

"See this man? He's the real murderer!" Andrew yanked off the man's

hood, exposing a familiar face.

It was Hector's face!

"Mr. Hector?"

Everyone was puzzled by the sight. Hadn't Hector been captured? What

was he doing here?

"Yeah, right. He's merely wearing a prosthetic mask!"

Andrew sank his fingers into the man's face and pulled, revealing

skin with a sickly pallor.

"I-it's fake?" The crowd exclaimed, stunned. They never imagined that

something like this existed in real life, and it was shockingly realistic

too! It was so well made that it nearly fooled

everyone.

"Do all of you understand now? Hector was framed, and the ones behind

this are the Grants! Are you still going to suck up to those treacherous

bastards?" Andrew seethed, rendering everyone else silent.