0013##Chapter 13

##"Young Lady?" A familiar voice rang out from behind.

Janice slowly lifted her head, only to see the veteran employee of the Wilson family, Ben Caspian.

"Uncle Ben."

Ben walked over to him. His body was trembling. He placed a bouquet of fresh flowers in front of the grave.

"I never expected the second young master to die before my turn.

"To this day, I still can't believe he was gone. I still often dream about him.

"Young Lady, I watched the two of you grow up. In my heart, you two are just like my family members. I really couldn't accept such reality."

As Ben was saying, tears streamed down on his face.

Janice tilted her head to look at the sky. She took a long breath, and said, "I would not forget about Scott's death."

Ben shook his head, and said, "Young Lady, just forget about it. Shalom Technology is already Darcy's. Moreover, he's backed up by Skyworld Enterprise, one of the top five conglomerates in the city. How are you going to fight with him?"

Janice did not speak a word. She just quietly stared at the river.

After a brief moment, she said, "It would be Scott's birthday in five days. I want a great funeral for him so that he has an honorable end."

Ben rose up, and said, "What?! Young Lady, didn't you know about it?"

"About what?"

"In five days, this place would be reconstructed. You better relocate the second young master's grave before it's too late. Otherwise, he could not rest in peace."

Janice frowned deeply. She truly had not known about it.

Ben continued, "Darcy set Scott's grave here since the beginning because he long knew that this place was going to be trenched. He's a wicked man. He had even wished to dig the second young master's grave out!"

"I dare him!"

"It doesn't matter if he has the guts. Young Lady, since we still have time, we should hurry up and relocate the grave. If not, we'll be too late. You also don't wish that to happen with the second young master's grave being exhumed and him being unable to rest in peace, right?"

Janice drew in a deep breath, and said, "His grave is definitely not going to be relocated."

She stared at the river, and said calmly, "Not only would I not relocate Scott's grave, but I'll also renovate his grave to be the biggest and best grave in the city!"

"Sigh… Young Lady, what's the point of doing so? What's the use of holding a grudge against the superiors. What good could come from it?"

Janice shook his hand and said, "I've made up my mind, Uncle Ben. You don't have to say more about it."

Ben knew Janice well. He knew that it would be futile if he continued. He unwittingly heaved a sigh. He was only afraid that the matter would become worse.

Janice said, "Five days later, it would be Scott's birthday. I'll hold a grand funeral based on my plan. Uncle Ben, are you coming?"

Uncle Ben nodded strongly, and said, "As long as you dare to do it, I dare to come. I'm already old, I don't mind even if I die. What should I fear even if the superiors torture me?"

Janice smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Ben. As long as I'm around, no one could harm you."

"Second Young Master, I'll go back first. I'll see you again after five days."

After Ben finished speaking, he turned his body and gradually departed.

Shortly after Ben left, a luxurious black Audi was parked not far away from the graveyard. The car door opened, and Samson ran over to the side of Janice.

"Boss, I've settled everything at the succession ceremony.

"As you've instructed, Michael, that old man would never get out for the rest of his life."

"Whoever dares to bail him out, I'll arrest that person as well. We'll see who has the guts to do so."

Janice nodded and did not speak a word.

Samson frowned and asked, "Boss, what's happening?"

Janice asked, "Did anyone from the Shalom Technology come to kneel by the grave?"

Samson shook his head, "Not even one. Those people simply did not take your words to their hearts. They enjoy their lives daily. I've even heard that Darcy, that rascal keeps toadying with others to speed up the process of demolishing the second young master's grave. That rascal is truly wicked. How I wish to end him right away!"

Janice waved her hand and said, "No hurry. I have my own arrangement after five days."

Samson continued, "By the way, Boss, I've another thing to tell you. Pisces, Capricorn, and Libra have returned. The rest of them are on their way back too. After that, all of them could meet up together."

On the west coast, everyone regarded the title of "Goddess of War" with dread.

There was an army that inspired fear under the command of the Goddess of War. It was known as the Twelve Golden Zodiacs.

Twelve elite warriors were named after the zodiac signs.

All of them were very strong and served with absolute loyalty. This army was personally trained by Janice and truly lived up as the greatest army on the west coast.

"Got it."

Janice placed her hands behind his back. She stood by the riverside. She was looking far away, exuding an innate imposing aura fit for a king.

...

At Dreamland Hotel inside a suite on the third floor, Shalom Technology's current chairman, Darcy Davis had prepared a table of feast and waited patiently with his nephew.

After a short moment, the door was pushed open. A middle-aged, bald man entered.

"Mr. Jagger, you're finally here."

Holland Jagger was in charge of the reconstruction work at the West River coast.

Holland sat down casually, and asked, "Brendon, why are you calling me over in such a hurry?"

"No hurry. Let's talk while we eat."

Darcy shot a quick glance at Brendon. He instantly got his hint, and immediately rose up to pour wine for Holland. Then, he clapped his hand. Several young ladies pushed open the door and entered. They sat very close to Holland. Holland was very fond of such. His breathing sped when he saw a voluptuous lady approaching him.

"Brendon, that's why I enjoy eating with you. You really are good at getting things done."

"Mr. Jagger, it's only when you're happy, only I could be happy."

Holland was truly pleased. He drank the wine while holding the pretty girl. "Spill the beans. Why are you looking for me?"

Darcy said, "Actually, it's still about the same case. Could you speed up the progress at the West River coast? It would be better if you could trench Scott Wilson's grave within five days!"

"Heh! So, this is it. I thought it's something else. Don't worry, I'll suggest this to my director and ask my people to speed up. I could guarantee that the lousy grave could be trenched within five days."

"Thank you."

The corners of Darcy's lips showed an evil smile. He snickered to himself, 'Janice, didn't you want me to kneel before the grave to atone for the crimes? Now, I'm going to trench your younger brother's graveyard. We shall see how conceited you would be by then. Hehe!'