Chapter 1051 In Honor of Gordon Quinnell
The SWAT officers continued to give instructions. They didn’t know Wynter’s identity.
After all, this wasn’t the usual jurisdiction for their special unit. Additionally, everyone present was a notable figure in the business community.
The SWAT officers looked at the gathered relatives and aristocratic families. “Do any of you have business dealings with Declan Quinnell?”
Those people vigorously shook their heads, but it was futile as the records were all there. If they had plans to siphon off the Quinnell family’s shares and divide amongst themselves, they needed to be psychologically prepared to act ruthlessly.
With Wynter’s report, almost half of them were taken away. The remaining two or three individuals trembled as they fixed their gaze on Wynter. She was like a grim reaper who was seeking revenge.
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Initially, Wynter intended to extract information from Declan and inquire about his so-
called master.
However, she considered Declan’s cunning nature and knew he would never tell her the truth. Instead, he might use it as leverage to threaten her and Fabian.
Wynter detested being threatened the most and decided not to give Declan that opportunity. At the very least, with these people taken in, they wouldn’t leak the fact that she could enter the Earthbound Formation.
Wynter approached those who remained. “If I were the three of you, gentlemen, I wouldn’t talk about today’s events. If the SWAT officers suspect you of having
business ties with Declan Quinnel, you would be considered aiding spies.”
“We won’t say a word!” the Winston family’s representative, Xander Winston, spoke up. “Ms. Quinnell, you have to trust us. We had no idea he was involved in these
things.
“How could he sell our business secrets to Foplyan businessmen? It’s outrageous!”
The other two nodded in agreement.
The SWAT officers wouldn’t arrest anyone hastily. Indeed, they hadn’t found anything on these three.
When Declan was taken away, his lips were tightly pursed. He clung tightly to the car
door, unwilling to accept his ending.
He was so close to success. The entire Quinnell family was about to be his. Wynter was just a bumpkin, yet she had ruined everything for him! How did she manage to
hide so well?
Declan thought he had control of the whole situation. Even Dalton was unable to see
through his schemes. How did Wynter see through him?
Declan continued to underestimate people, even now.
Dalton had never interfered in the Quinnell family’s matters because he previously deemed it unnecessary. But now, with his fiancée involved, things were different.
After Wynter dealt with Declan, her gaze fell on the cremation urn. She looked up at
Kaspar, “Sir, I don’t know how to perform the ritual. Could you please help clear the
resentment for Granpa Gordon?”
“Do you really not know how to clear the resentment?” Kolton was genuinely surprised. “How could you not clear the resentment when you can break the
formation?”
Kaspar found his disciple talkative. “Mind your own business. Go look around with
Maurice. Check for signs of any remnants.”
“Understood,” Kolton reluctantly agreed. After all, one must heed their mentor’s
words.
Kaspar approached Wynter. “Young lady, step aside.”
Wynter was just about to move aside when Kaspar remembered something. “Oh, I
forgot. The Quinnell family doesn’t differentiate between men and women. You and
your eldest brother, come together.”
Wynter raised a puzzled eyebrow.
Kaspar chuckled. “You’ve heard of descendants carrying the coffin, right? It’s the
same with the cremation urn.”
Wynter promptly followed the instructions as soon as she heard Kaspar. Albert followed suit.
The siblings each stood at different sides. One on the left, while the other on the right. A light suddenly appeared from the distance, enveloping them.
Whitley observed Wynter’s expression and acted accordingly. He remained hidden but subtly moved closer.
The clouds above had an auspicious hue.
Even Kaspar was somewhat surprised. “The Quinnell family truly lives up to its reputation as national businessmen. Gordon Quinnell should have been honored long ago!”
“A Savior! Kolton, look! There’s an auspicious hue!” Maurice exclaimed.
As Maurice’s voice sounded, Kaspar shouted, “Rise! Let’s go home!”