Long Live The Master

Chapter 213: The Invincible Big Villain

Chapter 213: Chapter 213: The Invincible Big Villain


"You all are not young anymore, Your Uncle Henry trusts that you know how to differentiate." Henry Thompson started with gritted teeth, veins popping out on the back of his hands.


"Your father was nothing but a scumbag, a lousy person, a disgrace to society, but fortunately, he is now dead."


The despicable Williams Charlie, vanished from their memories five years ago.


It would be more accurate to say that he died.


Henry Thompson angrily bit into a piece of bread and continued, "I don’t know why you suddenly brought him up, but I hope this is the first and last time."


At his words, Hank Thompson shrank slightly and hurried to stuff the bread into his mouth.


Meanwhile, Cyrus Thompson averted his gaze thoughtfully. He wondered slightly about his uncle’s revelation.


Given his uncle’s grim expression, that man must have done something unforgivable five years ago.


Otherwise, his uncle Henry, who always doted on them, had never said a harsh word before. But now, he looked as if he could devour someone.


After breakfast, Henry Thompson instructed the children to pack their things and wait for him in the parking lot.


Cyrus stopped him with a somewhat helpless expression, "Uncle, Uncle Liam can take us, you should go to your company first."


Liam Bryant, Luke Bryant’s older brother, was responsible for the kids’ safety in Ashton.


After Charlotte Thompson left, sending the children to kindergarten had always been Henry Thompson’s personal task, but now with the company’s hectic schedule, Cyrus did not want to trouble his uncle.


Hearing this, Henry Thompson slightly turned back, smiled, and said, "Cyrus, you are considerate. It’s all right, go ahead and pack up, I’ll wait for you downstairs."


Hearing him say so, the children did not say anything more and went back to their rooms to pack their bags.


As Hank Thompson stuffed books into his bag, he whispered to Chad Thompson, "Chad, did you hear what Uncle just said?"


By this time, Chad Thompson had already finished packing. He sat by the bed, nodding, "I heard. What’s the matter?"


Hank Thompson’s heart grew furious as the conversation came up.


He threw his bag aside, sat down beside Chad, and said indignantly, "From Uncle’s tone, our father must have been a super villain."


Chad Thompson nodded: "It seems...yes."


"So, Chad, are you willing to stand with me?" Hank Thompson looked at Chad with piercing eyes and a hint of expectation.


Hearing this, Chad Thompson looked up in confusion: "What do you mean by ’stand’?"


Hank Thompson looked at him with a disappointed expression, saying, "I’m not sure about Cyrus’s thoughts for now, but I understand that you are my good brother, and you must also agree with me that man was a bad guy, right?"


On the other side, Cyrus Thompson faintly heard the words "bad guy". He glanced back at Hank Thompson and sauntered, "Hank, are you itching for a beating?"


The latter was startled into standing up by his gaze, hastily picking up his bag, and stuttered, "What did you say, Cyrus? I didn’t quite hear you from over here."


Chad Thompson, who was still sitting on the side puzzled, watched Hank Thompson’s flowing actions and his lips twitched.


Really Hank Thompson, no one could outdo him when it came to feigning ignorance.


The kids lined up, one by one, got in the car, Grace Thompson was carried up by Cyrus.


Arriving at the private kindergarten, the children obediently waved goodbye to Henry Thompson. Only then did he turn around and head to his company.