Chapter 428



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Nora rolled over in annoyance. She buried her head in the pillow angrily and covered her ears.

Cherry and Pete, who were sitting on the sofa in the room, instantly fell silent.

The characters in Cherry’s game dared not move any further, as if afraid to disturb her.

In fact, Pete didn’t even dare to write down the Math Olympiad questions, as he feared the sound of the pen brushing against the paper would disturb his mother.

When Justin, who was sitting next to the two children, saw this scene, he narrowed his eyes and suddenly stood up.

When he stood up, Cherry and Pete simultaneously looked at him and immediately made a “shh” gesture. It was as if even Justin’s action of getting up was going to upset Nora.

Justin didn’t find the two children’s reaction too over the top. Instead, he lightened his steps and slowly made his way to the door. He crouched down and opened the door before closing it again.

They didn’t know how he did it, but he didn’t make a sound.

After he stepped out, the noise outside became even louder.

Karl Moore’s voice was very loud, and the people behind him were very loud. They were all staring at him.

Ian and Joel’s expressions stiffened.

Ian said slowly, “Are you sure you’re going to go through with this?”

Karl Moore snorted, “You’re the ones who won’t budge!”

Joel’s voice grew even colder. “I may give in on other issues, but not on this one!”

Tanya and Mia had just gotten together-how was he going to give her up to Hillary!

The Smiths couldn’t be trifled with either.

If they had the ability, they could just attack them.

After saying that, she nonchalantly held Ian’s wheelchair. Before Ian could speak, he slowly said, “Mr. Karl Moore, this is New York, do you think this is a place where you can behave so egregiously?”

With that sentence, a few bodyguards and people from the hidden forces in the Smiths’ servants slowly rose and entered the room.

The group of people put their hands on their hips. It was obvious what was there.

Karl Moore narrowed his eyes.

He smiled without a trace of fear. “The whole Assassin Organization knows I’m here. If I don’t leave, do you think they’ll leave the Smiths alone?”

Joel was still smiling, but that smile didn’t reach his eyes.

Karl Moore sensed Ian and Joel’s true murderous intent, Joel stood on guard. “Hey, we assassins won’t be threatened by the little Smiths!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep voice was suddenly heard. “What if we include the Hunts?”

With that, those present looked up in unison and saw Justin walking slowly down the hallway.

Since he was at home, he wasn’t wearing a suit jacket.

He was wearing a black shirt and a black tie. Along with his black pants…he was completely dressed in black. He had one hand in his pocket and the other hanging nonchalantly at his side.

He looked arrogant as he walked down the stairs.

Joel and Ian looked at each other.

Karl Moore had come to the Smiths to settle a score with Hillary. It could be said that he had only come looking for Joel. However, since Joel was the head of the Smiths, it was inevitable that the family would be involved.

They both knew Justin was upstairs.

However, in this kind of direct confrontation with the Killer Organization, they didn’t expect the Hunts to show up!

After all.

The Hunts were a big family too, AND it didn’t just belong to Justin!

Besides, Justin was not yet engaged to Nora. Even if he were to meddle and become a messenger or mediator between them, it was most appropriate that he not directly offend Karl Moore.

However, neither Ian nor Joel expected him to take their side and fight Karl Moore.

Justin was not afraid of Karl Moore at all.

Or rather, Justin had a trump card, so he wasn’t afraid of him.

Ian narrowed his eyes.

Joel’s foxy eyes revealed his deep thoughts.

They had long since heard that Justin was only the Chief of the Hunts. So, although the Smiths and the Hunts were two great families of equal strength in New York, the Smiths had never intended to suppress the Hunts.

Someone had even warned them.

Even if they offended the Hunt Corporation, they were not to offend Justin.

As he thought, Karl Moore was stunned. “Mr. Hunt, why are you here?”

Justin came down the stairs, walked to Ian and Joel’s side step by step. He no longer had the arrogance he had when he confronted Karl Moore earlier. First he called out, “Uncle Ian, Brother Joel.”

Then, he looked at Karl Moore. “Because my fiancée is here.”

Karl Moore was speechless.

Justin asked again, “Are you sure the Assassin’s Organization wants to antagonize both the Smiths and the Hunts?”

Karl Moore thought carefully and frowned.

Of course, he didn’t want to antagonize the two most powerful families in New York, but he had to return the favor to Jill.

After all, he was still someone who had tender feelings for the weaker gender.

Jill wept like a rain-drenched pear blossom before his eyes. As she thought about how the two of them had been affectionate over a period of time many years ago, she sniffled and looked up.

Seeing that he was about to say something that would shatter relations between the three parties, Justin suddenly said, “Actually, Mr. Karl Moore, why don’t we each take a step back?”

Karl Moore froze.

Justin looked at Joel.

When the two men looked at each other, they understood each other’s thoughts.

It turned out they had been thinking the same thing.

Joel nodded imperceptibly. Justin took a step forward and said, “Helping to maintain the image of the Hunts and the Smiths should be enough to make Mr. Karl Moore take a step back, right?”

Karl Moore thought for a moment. “What do you propose?”

Justin said, “Why don’t we leave this case in the hands of the court? Both of our families promise not to use their power. We will hire the best lawyers and file a fair claim with the court. In the end, the court will determine to whom the child belongs. Of course, in this way, the Joneses will definitely have the right to visit her.”

Karl Moore reflected for a moment.

He had come here today because Jill had said that the Smiths had suppressed them with their power, so they didn’t even have a chance to sue them.

Justin’s words made sense.

He picked up the gun on the table. “All right, let’s do that! But even in New York, the influence of an assassin is unimaginable to you people. Mr. Smith, Mr. Hunt, I hope you keep your word! I will go back now and have Hillary return to the country to prepare a lawsuit.”

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