William Afton And His Family นิยาย & เรื่องราว

narrative, witnesses to the aurora event, and even a handful of prominent business figures. A group this large and determined marched straight into William’s study to apply pressure. The moment my father caught wind of the situation, he rushed over with several uncles and senior executives in tow. The Grant family, with its century-long legacy, had never been so humiliated. “Mr. William, since Victor’s mind is made up, why not let him have his way?” “Our family won’t object!” To think that everything had spiraled to this point over a mute girl from the countryside.

They would not make the cut for Archfiend Antigonus' usage. Finding a target in such a location seemed like a bad idea. He got up and was about to leave as he thought about it. However, Archfiend Antigonus' attention was drawn to a commotion nearby. In the VIP section not far away, several disciples from wealthy families beat and kicked a man while cursing at him. "How long have you been stalling for the money you owe me?" "William, you are the eldest son and the eldest grandson of the Lyndon family. You can't even afford to pay the money you owe us?"

He brushed past him without a word. “William,” Henry called after him, his voice sharp and accusing. “You’re really going to turn your back on this family for a woman?” William stopped and looked back. They were brothers and shared a certain resemblance, with sharp features and the same steady eyes. Henry, however, had taken after their father more. He was more than twenty years older, and faint lines had already formed at the corners of his eyes, giving him a heavier, more weathered look. “I just want a peaceful life,” William said quietly. “But you people won’t leave me alone.”

She banged her head repeatedly against the floor. I looked down at her from above, cold and unfeeling, and tossed a business card onto the ground. "There's a brick kiln in the northwest—hard labor, room and board included. With your strength, fifty years of work might just pay off your debts." Her face went pale. She collapsed in despair, utterly broken. Satisfied, I turned and walked toward the city's largest morgue. William lay on a cold iron slab, his body glazed in frost. Everyone—including the Stafford family—assumed he was dead.

William, usually a gentleman, was then fuming like an irritable warlord, about to blow the roof off! “Wait, no! Even you two have known it?” Ethan and Axel exchanged glances, clearing their throats. This family was full of actors! He was fooled by their acting. He was the only one left in the dark! William, who had been a force to be reckoned with in the business world, controlling others all his life, had been made a fool by his own family! In a rage, he stood up and stormed upstairs. “William, aren’t you going to have dinner?” Myra called after him but received no response.

Moreover, it was reported that the Walton Family was suspected of smuggling, drug trafficking, and even murder, so the police had launched an investigation. It took less than two months from the moment the Walton Family made the preparations until the moment they executed their plans, yet they recklessly created a lot of disturbance in Bradfort City, this caused everyone in the city to feel insecure for a moment. Many of those who had contact with the Walton Family started to dissociate themselves from the family, and it was even reported that the three men of the Walton Family had been taken to the police station for questioning. The big family that had been expanding rapidly in Bradfort Ci

I was wrong in agreeing to take her with me to New York, but never once in my life would I steal something from her family. His half-brother, Anton, probably knew Audrey ran away, and she was with me, so she plotted this to punish me. No, I was sure it was him when I saw him speaking to my father the other day, which he never had. It was always Samuel, their eldest brother, and my friend, who was always in the field watching the workers. The lord of the estate, Edward Hopkins, believed his favorite son, Anton, of course, but what’s more dramatic than taking away her precious daughter?

Even if they were curious, no one had the guts to give the Ford family trouble. Ahn City was a city of profound history where many wealthy families resided. There was an urban rumor that any wealthy family in Ahn City’s upper-class society could easily overwhelm an entire city. Weston’s wealth was national level, so it wasn’t difficult for him to suppress this incident. At the family manor, a white Bentley slowly entered the compound. Weston was going through some documents while Guinevere sat beside him.

“I can't believe it.” When referring to the nature of William then this is indeed a rare sight. Lingering to chat with strangers, spending time with someone who is not even familiar with him is definitely not the suave personality of the boy. Or should he say it because williamstart to welcome Elyn as a new member of the family of four, given her status as Anthony's fiancee now. James had his own problems. His feet moved as if he were chasing something. Soon the personal attendance of his family will find his whereabouts and take him away. Before that happens, he still has things to do.

“We share a connection… and the bed’s big?” “Do you cook?” William asked him, tone sharp as a sword. Ashton nodded solemnly. “Yes.” “Can you fight?” “Very well.” “Would you die for my mom and sister?” “Without hesitation.” William nodded. “Okay. You can stay.” I blinked. “That’s it?” He turned to me with the most serious face I’d ever seen on a five-year-old. “But if he breaks your heart, I’m going to drain his blood and trap his soul in a demon fox. Just so you know.”