Chapter 314 The Ancient Mausoleum
Vanessa briefly explained to Donald everything that had happened.
In fact, she had Donald’s phone number all this time. She simply never had the courage to call him.
“Understood.” Meanwhile, inside Supreme Nona Hotel, Donald put his phone down. A mocking smile crept up on his face. Bradley stood behind Donald. He kept his head low as he looked at the tablet in his hands.
“Peter Chance is from Valorous Group. It’s said that he’s the illegitimate child of the leader of the group. His combat ability is at Profound Realm, which is equal to a power level of four hundred thousand.” Bradley was searching for some useful information. “Also, Sebastian is one of the princes from the Freedman clan. He has a slightly higher status than Tyrone.”
Donald nodded while maintaining a blank expression on his face. “Get the car ready. We’re going to the Freedman clan’s mausoleum.”
The Freedman Clan’s mausoleum was in the heart of Pollerton. It sat on a large area of over three thousand square meters. The mausoleum was very old. It was full of ancient vibes.
The fact that there was a centuries-old mausoleum in the heart of Pollerton, where land was at a premium, was strange. However, every Pollertonian knew that it was a restricted area. The reason was that a new developer was surveying the area. He casually mentioned that it would be nice if the mausoleum could be demolished.
That developer disappeared within half an hour. His company, which was worth tens of billions, was gone overnight.
This incident shocked Pollerton as well as all of Terrandya. From that moment onward, no one dared to disturb the mausoleum. Nobody dared to even talk about it. Usually, people wouldn’t dare to drive past or park in front of the mausoleum.
The fact that a five-hundred-year-old noble family was living there was frightening.
Meanwhile, three cars stopped in front of the Freedman Clan’s mausoleum. There was an Alfa, a Cadillac DeVille, and a Maybach 62S.
Wynter got out of the car. She stood in front of the Freedman Clan’s mausoleum, admiring the centuries-old building.
She had a conflicted expression on her face, feeling terrified.
Julian stood in front of the entrance. He looked very welcoming as he nodded lightly.
Timothy was the first one to emerge from the mausoleum. He was a little taken by surprise when he saw Wynter.
The woman was wearing a white trench coat that day. She paired it with a black and tight-fitting shirt, a pair of skinny jeans, and a pair of black boots. This outfit made Wynter look very stylish. Her facial features look delicate, and there were no flaws on her face. She had bright eyes and teeth. Her lips were bright red and had distinct textures on them.
Although Timothy had seen Wynter on a screen many times before, he could not help but admire her beauty upon seeing her in person. Wynter’s beauty is out of this world! No wonder Sebastian is head over heels for her and wants to sleep with her no matter what. Even I want to sleep with her. Maybe all men want to sleep with her!
However, Timothy felt a little uneasy for some reason. He thought that something big was about to happen as his right eyelid kept twitching.
Wynter did not say anything, but she looked rather relaxed.
She was missing Donald very much at that moment and hoped that he would come and save her.
Wynter was not afraid that Donald would not be able to save her. As long as he was around, she was brave enough to face anything.
The sounds of footsteps came from within the mausoleum. At the same time, Sebastian emerged. He exclaimed dramatically, “Wow! If it isn’t Wynter, the diva! Your reputation precedes you.”
Sebastian was the kind of person who looked like a playboy at first glance. He had an arrogant expression and a smug look on his face.
As Sebastian said that, he approached Wynter from the side and was about to wrap his arm around her shoulders.
Wynter tilted her body sideways and dodged Sebastian. She looked unbothered while facing him. “I’m not sure why you wanted me to come over, Mr. Freedman.”
Sebastian was stunned. Wynter dares to reject my advances?
Then, he laughed. “Nothing in particular! I just wanted to… sleep with you!”
Wynter’s face suddenly contorted. Why is he this arrogant? Although he’s the heir of the Freedman clan, he should still be cautious about what he does and the potential repercussions of his actions!
“Mr. Freedman, did you not consider the consequences of your actions?” Wynter asked coldly.
Sebastian seemed to realize something at that moment. He slapped his thigh and responded, “Oh, right! You’re the diva, so you have to consider the feelings of your fans and your agency! All right! I’ll think of a way to tell all your fans that I slept with you…”
