"Sixth Young Master, the old patriarch is waiting for you." The old butler William bent over and said respectfully.
Renault walked into the ancestral temple with a cold face, followed only by Lei Shuangcheng.
Twenty fully armed Thunder Guards were standing guard outside the door, ready to take action at any time.
Candles were lit in the ancestral hall, and the flames flickered.
The twelve family elders stood on both sides, and the atmosphere was so tense that it was suffocating.
The old patriarch stood in the center with a scepter, and Lina's grandfather Jack stood beside him.
Fernando leaned against the wall with a sarcastic sneer on his face and a vicious look in his eyes.
Eric stood aside with an expressionless face, and no one could guess what he was thinking.
"Let's begin." The old patriarch knocked the ground heavily with his scepter.
William unfolded an ancient parchment and read aloud:
"From today on, Lina Rosenberg and her child will become the first heirs of the Rethers family, and no one is allowed to object."
"Grandpa!" Fernando suddenly exploded. "Are you senile? When did it become the turn of an outsider to make decisions about our Rethers family?"
"Shut up!" The old patriarch suddenly started coughing violently, and his handkerchief was stained with blood.
He wiped his mouth, his eyes sharper, "It's not your turn to speak here!"
Renault noticed that the old patriarch's hand holding the scepter was shaking.
The doctor said that since liver cancer is in the late stage, I can only live for three months at most.
This thought made Renault feel upset.
Fernando refused to give in and glared at Renault fiercely, "What despicable means did you use to force Grandpa to make such a decision?"
Renault looked at him coldly, "Method? This is all I need."
He raised his hand to signal, and Lei Shuangcheng immediately handed over a document.
“This is the group’s financial report for the last three years.”
Renault's voice was calm, but every word cut like a knife. "Fernando, you embezzled family funds and lost a full 1.4 billion."
The elders immediately became agitated.
"You're talking nonsense!" Fernando's face changed drastically.
"The evidence is here, you can see it for yourself." Renault passed the document to the elders.
The elders looked through the documents, their faces becoming increasingly grim.
The old patriarch took a deep breath, suppressed his cough and walked to the altar.
He took out a silver knife, cut his palm, and let the blood drip into the black crystal bowl.
"In the name of our ancestors, I hereby make a blood pact—"
The old patriarch's voice echoed in the ancestral hall, "Lina Rosenberg and her descendants will always be the first heirs!"
Renault also stepped forward and cut his palm, letting his blood mix with that of the old patriarch.
"The contract is established." William announced.
Fernando's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to speak anymore.
He knew what would happen if he broke the blood pact.
After the ceremony, people in the hall began to leave.
The old patriarch was supported by William and walked out slowly.
The old man's hand was tightly grasping the cane that symbolized power, and his steps were obviously unsteady when he walked.
Lina's grandfather Jack finally breathed a sigh of relief and his tense shoulders relaxed.
He walked up to Renault and patted the young man's shoulder hard.
"Boy, I'll leave my granddaughter to you. If you dare to let her down..."
Jack didn't finish his words, but the warning was clear.
Renault quickly said: "Don't worry, Mr. Jack, I will take good care of her."
Eric stood in the corner with a faint smile on his face.
Before leaving, he came over to congratulate Renault, "Congratulations, Sixth Brother."
The voice is gentle and polite.
But when he and Renault passed by, Renault clearly saw a hint of viciousness flash in his eyes.
When most people had left, Renault took Lei Shuangcheng out of the castle.
As he reached the gate, Fernando suddenly jumped out from the shadows and blocked his way.
"Hey, you want to leave now?" he said sarcastically, "Do you think a blood pact ceremony is all you need to do?"
He leaned closer to Renault and said viciously in a low voice, "I wonder how you can make her your heir, a vegetative patient lying in the hospital!"
Renault's eyes turned cold, and he suddenly grabbed Fernando's neck and pressed him against the wall.
"Listen carefully," Renault's voice was soft but chilling. "If anything happens to Lina, I will make you suffer a fate worse than death. By then, you'll be begging Wild Dog to end your suffering."
Fernando was pinched so hard that his face turned purple and his legs kicked wildly.
Just when his vision went dark and he was about to faint.
"Sixth Young Master."
The old butler William appeared behind him at some point, "The old master wants to see you."
Renault's fingers loosened slightly, giving Fernando a chance to breathe.
He glanced at Fernando coldly, as if he were looking at a dying dog. "You're lucky."
Fernando collapsed to the ground, covering his throat and coughing violently, his eyes full of resentment.
But when he looked up, Renault had already walked away with William, leaving only a cold back.
In the study.
The firelight from the fireplace made the old patriarch's skinny face flicker.
Seeing Renault come in, he pushed over an ebony box.
"Open it and take a look."
Renault opened the lid of the box, and inside was neatly stacked a stack of yellowed share certificates, several bronze keys, and a black bank card.
"This is all my savings." The old patriarch coughed twice and rapped the box hard with his knuckles. "Now, it's yours."
Renault frowned slightly, "Why give it to me?"
The old patriarch suddenly looked up, a glimmer in his cloudy eyes, "Because you are most like your father."
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