The things that happened to Big Brother and Third Brother made him somewhat wary. If one day Dylan goes crazy and blows up the villa, no one inside would escape. As for how many properties he has, he believes that man has already investigated it thoroughly. He frowned and took Marcus out overnight. The car had only driven a kilometer when something really happened at the villa. A whole twenty liters of gasoline, and everything in the villa was swallowed by the sea of fire. Hugo Quinn, holding Marcus, pressed his lips tightly. He handed Marcus over to Lan Yancy. "Take Marcus to Felix’s place, only there is absolutely safe." Felix wants to cleanse his industries, and he can only rely on him. Lan Yancy nodded and took Marcus onto the helicopter. When Hugo returned to the villa, he just felt that the firelight illuminated half the sky. Fortunately, the villa was a standalone unit, not endangering the area. "Call the police and put the suspicion on Dylan. Create some trouble for him first. I believe the gift we sent, he will receive soon." Hugo’s eyes reflected the firelight, his aura chilling. Dylan did not expect Hugo to cooperate with the police. He was a bit dumbfounded when the police approached, but once he figured out the nuances within, he was relieved. He had done it perfectly, without using his own hands, leaving no evidence. The police couldn’t do anything to him, at most just assist in investigating for a few days. This was Hugo’s delaying tactic. At least in these few days, Dylan wouldn’t be causing more trouble. "Send this to Old Master Dawson. I believe that after seeing this, he will know what to do." Hugo sent out a document. Dylan had done many things behind the Old Master’s back over the years. After seeing that pile of materials, the Old Master should know what to do. Old Master Dawson had always suspected Dylan, just lacking evidence. Upon receiving this information, he almost exploded. Dylan had done so many things behind his back! His eyes deepened but he also knew that it was impossible to act against Dylan now since over the years Dylan had made many connections outside, having the strength to protect himself. After all, Dylan was just a pawn to him, not as important as his two granddaughters. Now, what Dylan did posed a threat to the survival of the Dawson Family. If Ashley and Eleanor don’t produce a male heir, this generation of the Dawson Family will really come to an end. Dylan even dared to stir trouble! The Old Master put the document in the drawer, pondering how to handle this matter. An hour later, he called the butler over and whispered a few words. The butler’s eyes were full of surprise, then nodded solemnly. At midnight, Dylan was called out of bed, told that the culprit who harmed Ashley had been found and his help was needed to catch him. Dylan stood at the door, unmoved. He had orchestrated Ashley’s incident; how could there be any culprit? Tonight seemed a bit odd. But since it was the Old Master’s order, he said nothing and prepared immediately. Just as he walked a short distance from the main stronghold of the Dawson Family, he saw police cars ahead. Dylan’s eyes turned red. The Old Master had collaborated with the police? He was now certain this was all a conspiracy, believing they had already gathered all the evidence of his crimes. He kicked the driver out and drove off in another direction with his men. Dylan was a skilled driver, and even with so many cars, none could stop him. Hugo shouted from the car, and immediately Dylan’s car caught fire rapidly from behind. Lan Yancy used a long-range weapon. If Dylan didn’t abandon the car, it would explode. Dylan rolled down the slope. If caught tonight, he’d spend his life in prison. He hadn’t expected the Old Master to collaborate with the police despite Dylan’s years of service. Someone was fighting nearby, and before Dylan could react, he was pulled behind a tree. "Get on the helicopter and leave here." Felix’s voice was cold, leading him towards the helicopter. Dylan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as this person was there, he would be safe. "President, someone is here to assist him. We can’t catch up." Lan Yancy saw the helicopter, furrowing his brows tightly. Tonight’s operation was impulsive; how could someone assist Dylan? This was clearly beyond everyone’s expectations. Dylan saw they didn’t pursue, relaxed, and clutched his abdomen tightly. Felix said nothing. He initially came to discuss a deal with the Old Master, not expecting to encounter such a situation. Upon seeing the blood on Dylan’s abdomen, Felix frowned. Dylan’s eyes flashed coldly, his hands stained with blood. The helicopter eventually landed at the castle. Felix helped him down and immediately summoned a doctor. "You saved my life," Dylan said with pale lips, extending his hand for the doctor to treat the wound. "Consider it paying you back." Thıs text ıs hosted at 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢•𝕟𝕖𝕥 Felix tore off the fabric around the wound, looking away from the large hole. He didn’t like the smell of blood, nor seeing someone hurt. Dylan noticed the child peeking from the stairwell; wasn’t that Hugo’s son? "Hugo sent him over. At the moment, my place is the safest." Dylan scoffed; the man was cunning, knowing he wouldn’t go against Felix, so he sent the child here. "You weren’t this kind before, Felix. I really don’t understand what you’re thinking. You struggled to get the Ford Family, yet just to babysit someone else’s child?" This didn’t seem like the Felix he knew. They were both raised in the dark, appreciating each other’s struggles, and hated those who pretended to live in the light. Felix observed the extracted bullet, pursing his lips tightly. "I don’t want to live in the dark anymore, Dylan. I want to stand in the light, so I’m going to work with Hugo." Dylan’s grip tightened, his body tensing. After a long while, he lowered his eyes. "If that’s your choice, I have nothing to say. We’ve chosen different paths." He sought revenge, for his parents! With his wound bandaged, he leaned back on the sofa, eyes closed. "Dylan, opposing Hugo will lead to mutual destruction." He had heard; this man had set Hugo’s villa on fire. "Revenge is my only reason to live. I can no longer get the Dawson Family. Only by taking more radical actions can I cut a piece from Hugo." His eyes were filled with resentment. The Quinton Family changed his life; how could he forgive? Felix remained silent, seeing Marcus curiously watching; he quickly had the butler take him upstairs. This child was truly carefree, unaware that the two before him were dangerous people?