Chapter 1044 - 1047: Big Bad Guy, Shameless

Chloe Summers lifted her foot and kicked towards Leon Rivers, "Leon Rivers, don’t you dare talk nonsense."

Leon Rivers let out a low laugh and ran forward with big strides.

Chloe Summers glared at him angrily, his handsome face in her mind transformed into the look he had just given her, I just want to try it out with you.

Leon Rivers, you scoundrel, shameless.

The car drove for two hours and arrived at the place, a building that had been there for hundreds of years, even the house itself. However, the interior was decorated in a very vintage and grand style, with many old portraits, and some things they couldn’t understand.

"I heard you were looking for me?" The old man came down from upstairs.

"All of Senator Gu’s masks are made by him," Leon Rivers reminded.

"Old Sir."

"Why would a noble young master come to my place? I have never had any dealings with the Quinn Family," the old man sat down on the sofa. "Serve tea to the guests."

"Yes."

"It’s like this, a few days ago, Senator Gu took my wife away, saying there was something to investigate, but midway, he sent back a fake wife, almost causing the Quinn Family to lose some important things, and I nearly got deceived. I had heard Senator Gu was quite skillful, turns out this is the kind of method he uses, we found that all the masks he uses are provided by Old Sir, so we came to take a look."

The old man showed no expression, as if being found out was just a matter of time.

"That’s indeed the case, so is the young master planning to take me away? If you want me to step forward and explain these things to the public, I’m sorry but I can’t do that, I’m an old man, do whatever you like."

"We did not come here to kill, we just want to know why Old Sir would work for Senator Gu. Don’t you know what he has done with those masks, perhaps killing many innocent people?" Melody Thorne spoke up.

The old man glanced at her, "As far as I know, he hasn’t done anything morally reprehensible."

"Hasn’t he?" Melody Thorne found it amusing, "He’s already using masks to fight for political power, can’t you see? When something goes wrong, the first thing he does is have you make masks for him, to find someone who resembles him to take the fall, that way he can maintain or gain more power, even the Hawthorne Family was framed by him."

"I just promised him that as long as he needs, I would provide for him, and wouldn’t ask about the use of these masks," the old man spoke, "I won’t live for many years more, don’t worry. He won’t for long either, I have no heir. When I’m gone, there won’t be a second person in this world who can make them."

"What if I want Old Sir to make a mask for me too?" Melody Thorne asked straightforwardly.

"Impossible, since you managed to find me, you should know I haven’t made masks for anyone in recent years, the only one I’ve made is for Senator Gu, so if you’re here for masks, forgive me but I don’t have the time," the old man refused.

"Why can he and not us?"

"He saved my life, I owe him this old life of mine. If it weren’t for him back then, the old Hawthorne Family would have had no one left."

So that’s how it is.

"Well, he’s really struck it lucky, and it’s possible he’ll use those masks to climb up the social ladder."

"That’s fate, and like I said, you can kill me, stop me from doing things for him anymore."