Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 915

Kenny's face darkened as soon as he heard Elon's words. "Elon, that little punk almost killed Michael. How can you even think about making him your lackey? You should be avenging Michael!"

Elon shrugged, completely unfazed. "Let's be honest, Dad. You know what kind of person Michael is. He's a spoiled brat who only gets away with things because of you and Sherilyn's favoritism.

"If it weren't for that, would he dare cause so much trouble outside? Honestly, I'm annoyed that I had to come all the way to this backwater town because of him. Once this is over, I'm going to give him a good talking-to."

Kenny was speechless. His son-in-law was openly insulting his own family right in front of him. Normally, Kenny would have lost his temper, but Elon was the eldest son of the Golding family. So, Kenny had to tread carefully around him, never daring to act superior.

"Elon, are you sure about keeping Francesca in that location you mentioned? I'm a bit worried someone might try to rescue her," Kenny said, changing the subject.

Elon waved his hand dismissively. "I don't know Jayrodale well, but it doesn't matter. The Golding family's name alone is enough to scare anyone off. Wherever a Golding family member is, even if it's just a random house or the middle of the street, it's as secure as a fortress. Anyone who tries to interfere will be crushed to dust."

He chuckled, his confidence unshakable. "And even if someone manages to rescue Francesca, it won't change. Crushing Andrew will be as easy as snapping my fingers. He'll probably tremble and beg for mercy when he hears my name."

Elon burst into laughter, clearly enjoying himself. Kenny clenched his fists but forced himself to laugh along, feeling a twisted sense of satisfaction.

Kenny had always felt like the lesser sibling compared to Jameson. That was why the family leadership had gone to Jameson instead of him, the eldest son.