LORD CHESTER COMES BACK

When she heard those three words, heaven knows what Bella’s mood was like. She was truly furious. For seven years, no one had been able to make Bella this angry. She was the most respected woman in the city. The people she usually dealt with were all powerful figures. Naturally, she was skilled at adjusting her mentality.

Upon timely reflection, Bella instantly understood that perhaps she had grown accustomed to her good days. Now, facing a snobbish bastard like Jun Chester, she could no longer treat him as she had in the past. In just a moment, Bella regained her composed demeanor. Even if Colbert Osborn stood in front of her again and told her to leave immediately, she no longer displayed the panic she had just experienced.

Under the watchful eyes of Colbert Osborn and others, Bella coldly took out a family crest from her coat pocket and pinned it to her collar. Seeing the crest, Colbert Osborn and the others were slightly taken aback. It was the Charlton family crest.

Just as Jun Chester had an influential figure in the military and bureaucracy, so too did another person bear the title of Lord Charlton. Blake Charlton. The long-standing cultural heritage of Lordran relied on him. Now over a hundred years old and still alive, his prestige in Lordran was second only to their king. It was a well-known name, one that Colbert Osborn had heard of before.

A few years ago, during a visit to Dirtmouth, Lord Charlton found an goddaughter for himself at Chester Fortress. He even gave her the Charlton family crest. It seemed now that the goddaughter of Blake Charlton was undoubtedly Bella.

When he realized this, Colbert Osborn couldn’t help but feel troubled. As all the borders of Lordran were peaceful and safe at this time, it was hard to say whether the importance of scholars or the military was more significant. However, in the hearts of millions of Lordran’s people, they naturally leaned more towards the former. Their culture was flourishing, and its influence had long taken root in the hearts of countless people.

Every day, they could see Lordran’s cultural revival everywhere, but they couldn’t see the thousands of young men and women guarding their borders. It wasn’t uncommon for a general to become an old man on the street. That was the fate of all soldiers. What could they say?

After pinning the Charlton family crest, she stood tall in front of Colbert Osborn. “Even if you all were once his soldiers, he now has no rank or honor. He is now just a nameless person who has broken free from the control of some big shots. He’s back, but what can he do? What are you all proud of?”

Upon hearing this, Colbert Osborn and the others showed murderous intent. They coldly stared at Bella. Colbert Osborn spoke up, “We will kill anyone who insults Lord Chester!”

Bella sneered, “Lord Chester? Do you know I’m his mother?”

“A bunch of coarse things! I really have no manners to talk to you!” With that, Bella looked at the sickroom not far away and continued, “Jun Chester, listen, in my eyes, you are nothing! Do I need your permission to see you?”

“One day, you will surely regret the humiliation you gave me today!”

“I’m here to tell you that your father, Wilfrid Chester, is dying because of you. The old man said he had something to tell you, but it would be even better if you don’t go.”

“Everyone knows that you, Jun Chester, killed your father! You’re just an animal!”

“Oh, right, Lyvia, she must still be lying in bed, right?”

“She deserves it!”

“Because she’s just as despicable as you in this world!”

However, as soon as the words were spoken, the door opened.

Jun Chester didn’t come out of the sickroom. It was Lyvia.

She wore a hospital gown, her face pale.

She was so weak that a gust of wind could blow her over.

Yet, Lyvia still walked step by step towards Bella.

Bella’s eyes widened.

She couldn’t believe her eyes.

The despicable woman who had been in a coma for seven years had awakened.

Before Bella could recover, Lyvia was already in front of her.

She raised her hand.

Slap!

The sound of the slap rang out.

Bella was stunned by the slap.

After she recovered, she immediately cursed.

“You despicable…”

Before she could finish, another resounding slap interrupted her.

Though Lyvia couldn’t speak, there wasn’t a trace of fear in her eyes.

She stared unblinkingly at Bella.

Faintly, an air of authority emanated from Lyvia.

After all, she was just disciplining her sister.

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Bella wanted to strike back, but for some reason, she didn’t dare.

At that moment, Bella’s phone rang.

It was a call from Wilfrid Chester.

“Jun… Did he go to the hospital yet?”

Wilfrid Chester’s voice came through the phone.

Bella didn’t answer.

She hung up the call, stared at Lyvia, and said with a trembling voice, “Lyvia, you wait!”

Lyvia struggled to speak, “You… disturbed… my son’s… sleep.”

It seemed as if her new identity gave her boundless courage.

Just now, Lyvia had seen the wounds on Dion Chester’s body and the scar on his ear, feeling her heart twist in pain.

She wanted revenge!

And Bella was right here.

Lyvia couldn’t possibly forgive her.

Bella glared at Lyvia for a long time, then finally left without seeing Jun Chester’s face.

She took the stairs.

As she went downstairs, she was so angry that her whole body was weak, and she fell down the steps.

It was the height of humiliation.

Bella called Wilfrid Chester and said coldly:

“Your good son is such a coward. He let that despicable Lyvia slap me!”

“After you die, I won’t allow you to be buried with that bastard’s mother!”

“I will drive your ex-wife out of our cemetery!”

Meanwhile, in the sickroom, Jun Chester was also on the phone with someone.

The person calling him was an old man.

Blake Charlton.

But Blake Charlton called him master.

“Master, I heard you’re back, I’m so happy for you! I’m heading to Dirtmouth right away!”

Jun Chester said with a faint smile:

“I never thought you would take our chess game so seriously.”

Blake Charlton laughed:

“Chess is full of endless wisdom. Before you, Master, I had never been defeated. You made me realize there are people beyond people, and skies beyond skies!”

Jun Chester smiled.

“Alright, it’s been seven years, and I’m indeed itching for some chess. But at your age, you shouldn’t travel long distances. I’ll send Colbert to pick you up.”

Blake Charlton laughed:

“Thank you, Master.”

After hanging up the phone, Jun Chester turned to see that Lyvia had already returned from outside.

Jun Chester walked over, gently stroked the hair by Lyvia’s temple, and smiled softly, “I didn’t expect you to have such a temper.”