Chapter 378 The Outcome is Immediately Clear
"I went to Radiant University to find you, but you weren't there." Gwyneth's gaze fell on Isabella's face with a hint of seriousness.
Isabella hadn't told Gwyneth about coming to the Puckett family castle, and she had no idea how Gwyneth had tracked her down. She pressed her lips together and said nothing, feeling a bit guilty.
Sullivan frowned deeply at Gwyneth. "Gwyneth, what is this..."
Gwyneth took Isabella's hand and pulled her close, then looked coldly at Wilford and said in a deep voice, "This is my daughter."
Sullivan's pupils contracted slightly at these words.
Daughter?
How was this possible? Gwyneth had no children - how could a daughter suddenly appear?
Wilford was also surprised, but thinking it over carefully, no wonder Isabella had a dual cultivation constitution - she was Gwyneth's daughter!
Gwyneth had really hidden this well. All these years, she hadn't let anyone know she had a daughter!
But so what if she was Gwyneth's daughter? A life for a life - Wilford only wanted to kill Isabella! To avenge Delmar!
"Gwyneth, whether she's your daughter or not, she must die today!" Wilford said with burning eyes.
Gwyneth's eyes narrowed slightly at his words.
As if hearing some kind of joke, the corners of her mouth curved into a barely-there smile, her eyes carrying a hint of mockery as she looked at Wilford. "Are you sure?"
Wilford gritted his teeth. "She killed my son!"
Gwyneth was unmoved. "If my Ansley killed your son, that only means your son deserved to die."
In the Northern Ice Empire, people were killed every day - whether through schemes for power, family feuds, or personal disputes.
This kind of thing happened every day, so Gwyneth wasn't surprised at all.
If Isabella was her daughter but didn't dare to kill, that would worry her more.
Wilford never expected Gwyneth to say such things so casually. His chest filled with rage. "Gwyneth, even if you're the head of the Powell family, isn't this showing too little respect for us nobles?"
"Today, I must make her pay with her life for my son!"
Wilford raised his palm to strike at Isabella.
Gwyneth's eyes shifted slightly. With a turn of her wrist, a powerful surge of energy swept toward Wilford.
The two powerful forces collided.
Wilford's body bent sharply and he was thrown backward.
The difference in their strength was immediately clear.
This single strike left Wilford unable to get up from the ground. Blood poured from the corner of his mouth and his face turned completely pale - clearly he was badly injured.
"Wilford!"
Sullivan's expression changed, his face darkening.
Gwyneth was in her forties with the appearance of someone in her twenties, but her cultivation level surpassed all the century-old masters in the Northern Ice Empire - she was one of those with exceptional talent at a young age.
So naturally Wilford was no match for Gwyneth.
Wilford tried to get up from the ground, but Sullivan held him back.
Wilford's face was full of unwillingness.
Gwyneth could clearly see the jealous, resentful look in Wilford's eyes. She shot him a cold glance and said in a deep voice, "Wilford, four days ago, your son Delmar lured my daughter to a suite at Skyline Hotel - what was he planning to do?"
"Don't think your son died innocent. If my daughter didn't have a dual cultivation constitution, if she wasn't a hypnotist, what would have happened to her at Delmar's hands?"
"You should know that once his plan succeeded, my daughter would have become his plaything, at his mercy. At eighteen years old, acting so recklessly - you should reflect on how you raised your son!"
Delmar, relying on being from a top-ten noble family, acted without restraint. He thought he could step on anyone because he had powerful family backing. But this time, he just met someone more ruthless than himself.
Since Delmar did such things, he should bear the consequences.
Gwyneth didn't think Isabella had killed anyone innocent, nor did she think Delmar didn't deserve to die.
Anyone who dared to bully and scheme against people from the Powell family - even if Isabella hadn't acted, she would have made them die a thousand deaths!
Wilford's face grew even darker as he listened to Gwyneth's words.
He glared at Isabella and Gwyneth, gritting his teeth. "Guards! Don't let any of them leave today!"
He had to kill Isabella and make her pay with her life!
Immediately, hundreds of guards mobilized, surrounding Gwyneth, Isabella and the others with their weapons drawn.
Gwyneth looked at this scene without a trace of emotion on her face. Setting aside that these ordinary guards were like ants to her, besides - who said she hadn't brought people?
Agile black figures suddenly appeared on the walls of the Puckett family castle, from all directions, all of them "Lurkers" trained by the Powell family - dozens of them.
The Lurkers were one type of assassin trained by the Powell family. They excelled at infiltration and assassination, coming and going without a trace.
The fact that they could appear on the castle walls like this was enough to show that the Puckett family guards stationed outside had already been eliminated.
Wilford's face changed completely when he saw those masked black figures, merging with the darkness like ghosts.
Those dark pupils stared at him intently, sending chills down his spine.
Wilford looked at this scene, his fists clenched tight.
Sullivan frowned and spoke up. "Wilford, let them go."
"But..."
"It's not a question of whether you want to let them go or not - you simply can't keep them here." Sullivan said.
"Ansley, let's go home."
Gwyneth, acting as if no one else was there, took Isabella's hand and walked toward the exit.
The Puckett family guards, just feeling the oppressive aura emanating from Gwyneth, were trembling with fear, let alone trying to stop her.
They fearfully cleared a path.
Wilford was helpless, anxious and angry. Already injured, and now worked up with rage, he spat out another mouthful of blood and passed out.
Gwyneth and Isabella left, and those Lurkers with dark eyes on the Puckett family castle walls also vanished without a trace.
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In the car back to the Powell Family Castle, Gwyneth rubbed Isabella's head. "Knox told me you assigned a group of people to protect your friend?"
Isabella nodded. "Garth has been pressuring Kennedy step by step for Summit Technologies Group's shares. Yesterday when I wasn't there, Kennedy was almost beaten to death by Garth."
Gwyneth was somewhat surprised to hear this. There were indeed some things she hadn't looked into. She hadn't expected that Garth, as the head of the Hope family, could be so vicious?
Garth wouldn't leave his own brother's wife and daughter any way out?