Chapter 2074

Chapter 2074Chapter 2074
Joaqin raised his head, and his face looked expressionless.
“Are you the one who hired someone from the Skull Club to assassinate Cameron on their territory?”
Florence did not expect that her father would question her about this, and her expression dimmed.
“So what if it‘s me? As long as Cameron is dead, we‘ll be able to–”
“You f*cking piece of sh*t!” Joaqin was so infuriated that he swept the teacup on the table to the floor.
He then got up, walked up to Florence, raised his hand, and slapped her.
Florence, who got beaten once again, gnashed her teeth, and her eyes turned bloodshot as she burst
into laughter. “You‘re always so afraid of the Southerns. No wonder you can only be bullied by them
throughout all these years. You‘re nothing but a coward!” “You shut up!”
The blue veins on Joaqin‘s forehead bulged. “You actually have the balls to do such things on the
Southern Clan‘s territory. Do you really think you‘re capable enough to deal with Cameron?”
Florence turned her head to face him and glared at him. “Why won‘t I have the guts to do so? He just
got lucky. I‘ll certainly do the same if I get the chance to do so again!” Joaqin trembled with wrath.
“You... Get out of here! Get out!”
Florence rushed out of the room without even looking back.
Manuel, who was standing at the door, saw Florence running away and wanted to stop her but could
not.
His gaze shifted to the study. While glaring at the distressed figure, his eyes gradually turned ruthless.‘I must help the lady seize power and take over The Serpents. This old man can‘t be allowed to live.‘
A few days later, at the Southern manor... Sunny stood in the courtyard, feeding his pet iguana, and
one of his men walked up to him and murmured something in his ear.
He paused for a bit, put the feed down, and turned his head. “Are you saying that Fabio‘s men actually
went to Joaqin a few days ago?”
That man nodded. “I heard this from The Commune that Fabio‘s men went to Joaqin because they‘ve
been informed that Ms. Serrano is the one who hired the Skull Club‘s killers to kill the young master.”
The Skull Club had sided with Fabio, yet they had made a move without Fabio‘s permission. It was only
natural for Fabio to get extremely annoyed.
And the main thing was that The Serpents had something to do with the incident.
Fabio was extremely ambitious, but he was not dumb. When Florence chose to hire his men to do her
dirty work on the Southern Clan‘s territory, that was equivalent to making him take the blame on her
behalf.
Waylon walked to the courtyard. “Mr. Southern Sr.”
Sunny nodded and waved to motion his men to leave first.
Waylon stopped in an stopped in front of him. “Collin of the East Gate Clubhouse has been killed.”
Sunny was startled and frowned. “How do you know that?”
“This boy from the Goldmanns is quite fast with the news.Waylon had received the news so quickly that even Sunny had started to suspect a thing or two about
him.
Knowing that Sunny would definitely start to suspect something about him, Waylon laughed.” If I were
to tell you that I‘ve assigned someone to stay by Fabio‘s side, would you believe it?”
He was shocked. “Aren‘t you afraid of being found out by him?”
Waylon scoffed. “She‘s confident about the task.” Sunny laughed and patted him on the shoulder.
“You‘re quite a capable boy who shows quite a lot of potential. If you weren‘t one of the Goldmanns, I
would‘ve taken you under me.” It was not easy to encounter people with such great potential. However,
it was a pity that the two great candidates that he had met on the island had special identities.
novelbinHe sighed inwardly.
Waylon looked around. “Have you seen my sister today?”
He responded with a smile. “You‘re looking for Daisie. That girl is probably in the martial arts training
center with Cam.”
The Southern Clan‘s Martial Arts Center was the training ground used by the Southern Clan for martial
arts training. There was also an arena and various weapons and equipment for tournaments.
Daisie stood on the sidelines and watched as the people trained. The scene could be described as
magnificent.
Cameron walked up to her with a short red whip. She was in a loose attire that was convenient for
stretching during training, wore a retro cotton and linen buttoned shirt, and the material was relatively
thin and in plain color so that it would not absorb heat.