Number One Pacific Heights

Linda James put down her phone and let out a saccharine smile. "I called him. He said that he'd be back right away."

Frida Cameron was pleased as she glanced at Linda James's expression. It was as though she was a victor looking down on her opponent. 'Look at her. She's that useless piece of trash's mother-in-law but look at how she treats me! This whole family is a joke!'

Less than ten minutes later, footsteps could be heard as a group strolled into Number One Pacific Heights.

Upon seeing his grandma, Donovan Taylor rushed up into her arms emotionally.

The sight of the injuries on Donovan Taylor's face broke Frida Cameron's heart, and she smacked her cane against the ground. "How dare you hit my precious son?"

Donovan Taylor pointed at Hunter Sullivan, who was behind Finn Taylor. "Grandma, that dog beat me up too."

Frida Cameron's face darkened as she commanded Hunter Sullivan, "Kneel down."

The latter's heart was in a frenzy when he spotted the former. After all, he was part of Peregrine Hall.

He knew very well what this old lady was capable of, but what was done was done. Between the two brothers of the Taylor family, he had already chosen to stand with Finn Taylor. This meant that there was no longer any need to listen to that old lady.

"I will only listen to Elder Young Master's commands."

Frida Cameron raised her eyebrow. "Elder Young Master? Our Taylor family has never had an Elder Young Master. We only have a precious grandson, as well as a jinx who's here to destroy our whole family."

The moment Donovan Taylor and Finn Taylor rushed in, Francis Larson, his wife, and Diane Taylor were all dumbfounded.

They had never expected two Finn Taylors. But now that Frida Cameron had said those words, they completely understood the situation.

The one who had shown up a couple of days earlier wasn't Finn Taylor but his identical twin brother.

Finn Taylor sneered inwardly. "Precious grandson, jinx. Great."

He walked up to his wife, and his heart ached when he saw the injuries on her. 'That old b*tch hit Yvette! I'll make her pay for this.'

"My precious grandson, it's Grandma's fault for not protecting you well. What are you guys waiting for? Hurry and beat them up! Kill them!" By this point in time, Frida Cameron had already lost all rationality. She no longer cared about the blood ties between her and Finn Taylor.

She wanted him dead. She wanted Hunter Sullivan dead. She wanted everyone here dead!

With Frida Cameron's command, dozens of men in black swarmed up.

Finn Taylor hated their guts. 'These are the people who beat my wife up. I'm not going to let my grandmother off, nor am I going to let these people off.'

Whoosh!

Before three minutes were up, the entire room fell into pin-drop silence.

The few dozen men in black were now lying on the ground, their limbs broken and their internal organs damaged. It would take three days at the longest for them to die from organ failure.

Frida Cameron's face was filled with inexplicable shock. 'That's impossible. To deal with Finn Taylor, I brought along the strongest fighters from the Shadow Troopers. But even then, they were no match for him! How is that even possible?'

Previously, Finn Taylor had killed a Shadow Trooper back at the Taylor family's residence. However, Frida Cameron had always thought that it was Maximus Brugel who had done so.

She refused to believe that her grandson was capable of this. But today, she couldn't deny it any longer.

"It's your turn now." As Finn Taylor said that, he strolled toward his grandmother.

The latter's heart clenched up in fear. "What are you trying to do? I'm your grandma—your biological grandma. Aren't you afraid of being cursed out and ruining your reputation?"

Finn Taylor chuckled, and it only intensified the fear in Frida Cameron's heart.

"I'm naturally not going to kill you. I'm not going to let everyone curse at me, but I'm sure that someone will be willing to do it." Finn Taylor grabbed hold of his twin brother.

The latter was trembling in fear, and he grasped at his grandma's elbow like a little child. Of course, his strength paled in comparison to his twin brother's.

With a gentle fling, Finn Taylor threw his brother against the wall. The former then grabbed the Peregrine Cane quickly.

He couldn't help but sneer as he gazed at it. 'I've already lost count of how many times this cane has struck me since I was a child. Even when I started eating before my brother, I would always get scolded. And this is all because of what that old monk had said: I'm a jinx, while my brother is a saint.'

Finn Taylor picked up the cane and whacked his brother with it.

The latter's face immediately swelled up as blood and flesh got mixed together.

"Do you want to live?"

Donovan Taylor was initially still arrogant. But after being hit, he fell onto the ground and begged for mercy. "Finn—no, Brother. My dear brother, please let me off. I don't want to die. I really don't want to die."

Finn Taylor pointed at his grandma and asked, "Do you see her?"

"Yes."

"Both of you have bullied me, but I'm going to be magnanimous today on account of our blood ties. I'll only kill one of you, so why don't you tell me? Should I kill her or you?"

Shock!

The moment Finn Taylor finished his sentence, the entire room fell into silence. Nobody had expected Finn Taylor to make such a proposition.

Of course, nobody in the room was more afraid than Linda James. She had bullied Finn Taylor for three whole years, thinking that he was nothing but a piece of trash.

Who would've expected Finn Taylor to appear in front of her in this manner today? It turned out that he was no piece of trash. Once he made up his mind about things, he was so vicious that he could even kill his own grandma, let alone her.

Linda James felt a chill run down her spine.

"Finn Taylor, what do you mean?" Frida Cameron exploded. 'How dare this piece of trash say such disrespectful things?'

Thud!

The cane landed on Donovan Taylor yet again, and fresh blood flowed down onto the ground.

Thud!

As Donovan Taylor took another hit, he was on the verge of death.

Frida Cameron's heart broke as she witnessed her precious grandson being beaten. "Stop! Don't hit my precious grandson, you b*stard! Just you wait and see! I'll get someone to kill you once we get out of here!"

Finn Taylor sneered. "I already said that one of you has to die today. If you leave, I'll kill him."

Thud!

He landed another blow on his twin brother's ear, slicing it off.

Donovan Taylor groaned in extreme pain as he rolled around on the ground, begging for mercy.

Seeing her precious grandson being beaten up, Frida Cameron had the urge to fight it out with Finn Taylor.

Yet, at that very moment, Donovan Taylor glared at his grandmother with bloodshot eyes. "You stupid b*tch! You keep saying that I'm your precious grandson. Didn't you hear him? Only one of us will survive. Why don't you go and die? Hurry up and die, you stupid old b*tch!"