Let Me Go, Mr. Howard Chapter 227

George snapped out of his memories, but his mind was still haunted by the look of utter despair on Bryce's face when he heard those words, and that anguished cry of pain.

"You're the one who wouldn't let me get married."

Sebastian could tell from George's expression that he was probably thinking about his uncle again.

As a child, Sebastian rarely saw Bryce at the Howard Manor. Whenever he did catch a glimpse of him from afar, the man never looked particularly well.

But whenever they happened to cross paths within the Howard Manor, Bryce would always smile at Sebastian and pull out some candy for him.

Sebastian had a good impression of him. As for that cousin of his... he didn't have many memories of him at all.

The boy never attended any of the family gatherings.

So when Sebastian witnessed that child kill Bryce, and later learned that the perpetrator was actually his own cousin, the shock was no less than witnessing the murder scene itself.

Now, learning that Adeline had returned with ulterior motives—specifically to destroy the heir he had painstakingly groomed—George felt like he could tear her apart limb by limb.

"What's the point of keeping someone like that around?" His tone turned cold.

Sebastian couldn't help but think George was truly getting senile with age. How could he not see something so obvious?

"Grandpa, she still has value. There's naturally a reason to keep her around." Sebastian rotated his teacup, his tone calm, then shifted the topic. "I'll be expanding into overseas markets. For domestic operations, I'm thinking Mike could manage things. What do you think?"

George had always thought highly of Michael. If it weren't for Michael's well-known background, he probably would have switched him in long ago to raise as his own grandson.

The fact that the Seymour family hadn't protected such a prodigy back then was something George truly found regrettable.

"Fine."

His answer came without hesitation, clearly having no objections.

Sebastian had expected this response, so he wasn't surprised.

George had always favored Michael, and the reason was simple: the wife George had originally chosen for Bryce was Michael's mother.

And Michael's mother had indeed been a formidable woman.

After marrying into the Seymour family, she single-handedly pulled their nearly collapsing business empire back from the brink. She had even personally groomed Michael into who he was today.

However, perhaps because of her excellence, she didn't live with the rest of the Seymour family, which allowed her to avoid the disaster that befell them years ago.

Yet it seemed someone didn't want her to survive. In the second year after Michael was sent away to recover, she died at a hunting ground in Astoria.

The bullet that should have hit the deer took a turn and struck her head directly.

Sebastian was the one who went to collect her body.

He was eighteen then, flying to Astoria to bring back her remains the day after his coming-of-age ceremony.

At that time, Michael was still in the ICU in Eldoria, showing no signs of waking up.

Throughout his life, Sebastian had witnessed too many murders disguised as natural or accidental deaths.

He knew clearly that those people had been killed.

But without evidence, he could only remain silent.

"Alright, I'll have someone clarify that matter. Just make sure your people investigate who exactly spread those rumors!"

George had summoned him immediately after he got off the plane, all because of that rumor.

He had thought the Howard family was about to produce another Bryce and Sophia.

Fortunately, it was all just the scheme of malicious people.

Sebastian wasn't Bryce, and Scarlett wasn't Sophia.

This was very good.

When Sebastian emerged from the tea room, he encountered Mark, who had come looking for him. Mark's expression was calm, as if there was nothing urgent—he had simply heard his boss was here and came to greet him.

"Mr. Howard, the car is waiting outside."

Mark's tone was steady as he stepped aside in a gesture of invitation.

There were several bodyguards along the path—they were responsible for protecting the main building's security and also served as George's eyes and ears.

The master and servant didn't exchange unnecessary words, walking out in silence.

Even after getting in the car, they remained quiet until the vehicle drove beyond the Howard Manor's outer walls. Only then did Mark, who was driving, speak in his usual flat tone. "The rumors were spread by an overseas account. We traced it, and their last login was in Eldoria."

Hearing it was Eldoria, Sebastian wasn't surprised—he even raised an eyebrow slightly.

This confirmed that the incident was indeed orchestrated by whoever was behind Adeline.

Could their purpose be to remake him into another Bryce? To make George abandon him?

But Graham would have a hard time getting out of prison now, and even if he did, he'd be a disgraced economic criminal with a tarnished record. Such a person could never become the Howard family heir.

And during the pursuit in Castrovella City, Seraphim, they had decisively abandoned Adeline, clearly indicating they no longer valued her.

Strictly speaking, Adeline had no value—her only worth was as bait to trap the Howard family, since they held this crucial trump card.

Yet after abandoning her, they released such rumors...

Sebastian couldn't make sense of it for the moment.

...

Calvessa, St. Maria Hospital.

The supermarket vegetables weren't very fresh, and often didn't have what Scarlett wanted to eat. So the helipad on the hospital's rooftop became the daily route for delivering fresh fruits, vegetables, and meat.

After several days of Libbie's care, Scarlett's complexion had gradually become rosier.

The daily medical checkups also confirmed that Scarlett was now in perfect condition for the abortion procedure.

The surgery was scheduled for tomorrow morning.

Scarlett was curled up on the sofa reading, with several books spread across the coffee table in front of her.

These had all been sent by Marco or Sebastian's people—all to help Scarlett successfully prepare for the Verrinelle Academy of Design entrance exam.

To seize this opportunity, Scarlett was studying very diligently.

Therefore, she didn't notice the figure hanging outside the floor-to-ceiling window behind her.

He wore work clothes and carried a cleaning bucket.

From the outside, he appeared to be an unremarkable janitor.

However, his work was half-hearted, his eyes narrowed as he tried to make out what book Scarlett was holding.

Just as he was absorbed in watching, Libbie emerged from the kitchen and immediately spotted the cleaning worker.

As a fellow laborer, she could tell at a glance that something was off about him. What janitor would keep wiping the same spot over and over?

Suspecting the man was up to no good, Libbie immediately slipped out the side door and found one of Marco's men to explain everything.

Upon learning this, Marco's subordinate immediately gathered his team and headed toward the wall where the window was located.

To prevent escape, they split into two groups.

One group went to the rooftop while the other guarded the position below.

The man quickly realized he seemed to be surrounded.

Several bodyguards had quietly entered the hospital room, positioning themselves between him and Scarlett.

Looking up and down, nearly every escape route was guarded.

His heart jumped. He immediately dropped the cleaning bucket, then took advantage of a moment when the crowd below dispersed to rappel downward, finding an open window on the tenth floor and rolling inside!