The door was locked from the inside, and only Joseph had the key.

Adam scoffed, slammed his palm against the knob, and shattered the lock with a loud crack.

Matthew took the lead and walked into the room. As soon as he entered, he was hit by a strong musky smell.

Adam muttered grimly, “That little bastard’s been draining himself like this? And he still thinks he’s training for martial arts?”

Matthew gave an awkward laugh. “Don’t be too harsh. Every young man goes through his wild phase.”

Adam walked over and picked up a tablet off the desk. He stared at it for a while, visibly frustrated, then set it down with a grumble. As expected, modern gadgets were not his thing.

Matthew felt somewhat proud and volunteered. “Why don’t you sit back. I’ll look around and see what this kid is up to!”

When he opened the tablet, he was immediately greeted by a video of Joseph wrapped around Scarlett.

Adam watched with fury, his fists crackling audibly. The smile on Matthew’s face also disappeared without him realizing it.

After all, the evidence was irrefutable.

It seemed that Joseph had indeed been seduced by Scarlett, just as Andrew had said. He then opened Joseph’s laptop, desktop computer, and several USB drives from the drawer.

After taking one look, both Matthew and Adam gasped in shock.

Adam cursed out loud, “How many damn copies did this bastard make?”

Even Matthew was torn between shame and admiration. Joseph had made backups in at least seven different places.

Was he planning to save this stuff for the future, to rewatch it with his grandkids or something?

Adam stormed toward the door, fuming. “Enough. Joseph’s definitely been brainwashed by that woman! When he gets back, I’ll execute him myself right then and there!”

Matthew panicked. “Wait! He’s still young, you can’t just kill him!”

Adam narrowed his eyes, voice icy. “What did you say? Can’t kill him? You’ve completely lost it! Scarlett is clearly using him. Like Andrew said, she’s targeting Isaiah and me next! If we get poisoned, who’s left to defend the Yeagers? We’ll all be sitting ducks!”

Matthew’s face turned serious. “Exactly. I’m saying we shouldn’t let Scarlett and Henry get away with this so easily. Let’s follow Andrew’s plan and turn the trap around. You and Mr. Isaiah pretend to be poisoned. When Henry and Scarlett storm in with their people, that’s when you two strike back and kill every last one of them.”

Adam immediately agreed. “Done. That’s exactly what we’ll do.”

The rage he felt toward Henry and Scarlett had already ignited the entire Yeager family. If they wanted to play dirty, then they were ready to finish this with blood.

In Goldridge, Scarlett lived a life of luxury. Whether it was food or accommodation, she demanded only the best.

Chapter 1887

+25 BONUS

At this moment, Joseph made his way expertly to Scarlett’s residence. As soon as he entered, he wrapped his arms around her waist. “Madam Driscoll, I want some milk!”

Scarlett’s face twitched as she suppressed the urge to bash this brat’s brains out. “Silly boy, don’t call me Madam… Call me by my name, okay?”

Scarlett spoke softly, trying her best to act sweet and delicate.

Joseph shook his head. “But considering your age, I should call you that! Look at you… You’re over 40, a full 201 years older than me. It’s perfectly appropriate for me to call you that!”

He continued, “Besides, I love older women! They know how to take care of you, they’re well-endowed, and they’re so responsive!”

A flash of coldness crossed Scarlett’s face. Even a woman like her could not escape the one thing most women hated: being reminded of their age.

This little brat was mooching off her, sleeping with her, and still calling her ‘Madam‘ to her face. If he were not still useful, she would have skinned him alive on the spot.

Fighting the wave of disgust rising inside her, Scarlett gave in and reluctantly satisfied Joseph once again.

Afterward, she finally started laying down her real request. “Joseph, I need a favor from you. You promised me, remember? That you’d spoil me from now on, protect me from everything?”

Joseph chuckled lecherously. “Of course! Say whatever you want! For you, the Yeagers will give you anything. Just promise you’ll scream louder next time and wear those black tights I like.”

Scarlett thought, ‘Why don’t you go home and ask your mom to wear them for you?‘

On the outside, she stayed gentle and persuasive, carefully bringing up the subject of poisoning. Afraid Joseph might panic or refuse outright, she played it smart. She started by acting pitiful, claiming she was cornered in Goldridge and had nowhere left to turn.

Then, she said it was not real poison, just a mild sedative. It would only temporarily numb the two Yeager elders, nothing dangerous at all.

At first, Joseph flat-out refused.

Scarlett had already figured out Joseph’s weakness. She reached down and grabbed him below the belt, and Joseph gasped sharply, completely dazed, instantly losing all sense of place and reason.

From that moment on, whatever Scarlett said, he nodded along without hesitation.

Eric appeared silently, stepping out in front of them. Without a word, he slapped Joseph across the face twice until his cheeks were flushed red and his mind was spinning, then began his hypnosis.

Already a lust-driven fool, Joseph was no match for Eric’s mind tricks. His willpower was pitiful compared to Andrew’s, so Eric barely had to try before Joseph’s mind was completely hijacked.

With a single command, the suggestion was planted: poison the two Yeager elders.

Thrilled, dazed, and with a lingering headache, Joseph eventually stumbled out of Scarlett’s house.

Henry walked in with a slow clap, laughing. “Ms. Driscoll, you’re something else!”

Scarlett slipped on her fur coat and replied, “Mr. Fischer, everything’s in place. All that’s left is the final push.”

Henry grinned coldly. “Exactly. Just one last push! The Yeager elders? Please. If I could take down Jerome, what are two old relics to me?”

Scarlett rolled her eyes in disgust and suddenly said, “Mr. Fischer, feel free to stay. I need a shower. That little brat reeks. I feel like throwing up.”

Henry chuckled. “That punk from the Yeagers is lucky, though. If I could’ve scored someone like you at his age, I would’ve bragged about it nonstop.”

Eric cut in with a cold voice. “Disgusting.”

Henry did not care and followed him out with a smirk.

Back at the villa atop Mount Zircon, Henry and Eric returned and sat on either side of Andrew.

Henry glanced at Andrew’s face, who was in a particularly good mood. “Tomorrow we’ll crush the Yeagers. Eric, you’ve done well this time. Say it… What do you want as a reward?”

Eric remained emotionless. “I don’t want anything.”

Henry shook his head. “Come on, that’s not healthy. You keep closing yourself off like this… It’s not good for you. Once this is over, I’ll take you out for a break. Clear your mind.”

Eric dismissed him flatly. “Not interested.”

Henry’s brow twitched, clearly irritated. However, he held it back and forced a smile. “How about I assign Andrew here to be your companion? You can use him however you want. He can take my place when you play.”

Eric gave him a side-eye and said calmly, “No thanks. His size is bigger than yours. I might start comparing and lose interest in you altogether.”

Henry’s face turned black. He glanced at Andrew’s crotch, then scowled and stomped upstairs without another word.

Finding no joy in lingering either, Eric stared at Andrew blankly for a moment. Then, he went upstairs too.

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