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He scratched his head and continued, "If this were in our Werewolf Race, a disabled Werewolf would not be qualified to compete for the position of Wolf King, even if he was originally the son of the Wolf King."

For a leader of a race must be wise and healthy, only then can they convince people.

Unlike Edmund, who looks sickly and as if he could fart at any moment.

When these words came out, Chloe also felt there was some reason to it.

"I don\'t know about that, the people from the Francis Family don\'t seem to be great saints."

As for why they were so unwilling to give up on Edmund...

Chloe pondered over it, but in the end, she couldn\'t think of anything.

Oh well, let\'s look at something else.

Chloe waved the envelope in her hand and opened it after getting into the car.

On either side of her were cubs craning their necks to take a look.

Chloe was so crowded that she finally just shoved the letter into Anderson\'s hands:

"You take a look yourself."

Anderson said okay and unfolded the letter.

After about a few minutes, Chloe asked eagerly, "What does it say in there?"

Anderson\'s eyes flickered slightly, and he turned the letter around to face Chloe, telling the truth:

"It\'s a promise."

Chloe looked over, and this letter expressed a father\'s longing for his long-unseen child, and even more solemnly stated at the end that he would divide his family assets equally between Edmund and Anderson.

Absolutely fair.

Thinking of that bald Francis, Chloe was skeptical about this:

"Is he really that good-hearted?"

Qin Huaibei said, "I don\'t think so, that duke or whatever, his face looks nasty."

Katherine also nodded, "And that Edmund, he gives off a gloomy vibe."

Not the kind of gloom that comes from a loss of will to live, but a chilling feeling that emanates from within.

It made one feel physically uncomfortable.

In any case, Katherine didn\'t really like that guy.

As for this letter...

Chloe folded the letter and stuffed it into Anderson\'s pocket, "We\'ll discuss it when we get back."

She might need to go and discuss strategies with Xavier.

...

After returning to the Ancestors\' Manor, Chloe let her little companions go to the kitchen for desserts, while she took Anderson upstairs and knocked on Xavier\'s office door.

After about three seconds, Chloe pushed the door open.

Inside were Xavier\'s trusted aides, who were respectfully bowing their heads and listening to the white-bearded old gentleman speak at the front.

Chloe walked past these people and approached Xavier, placing the letter on his desk, then sat down on a chair that a servant had brought over.

Anderson stood by her side, silent.

No one was surprised by Chloe\'s arrival, and it wasn\'t until the white-bearded old gentleman had finished speaking and Xavier\'s pen made a deep mark on the paper that they gradually withdrew.

The office suddenly became quiet.

Xavier lowered his gaze to the letter on the desk, "What\'s this?"

Chloe answered, "That bald duke wrote it to Anderson."

Upon hearing this name, Xavier\'s pen paused slightly.

He took a few seconds to think about who the bald duke was, eventually matching the name to a familiar face: "Francis?"

"Yes, him." Chloe pushed the letter a little closer to Xavier, "I don\'t know what he\'s trying to do, but I don\'t think he has good intentions."

Xavier took the letter and read it carefully.

After a while, he slowly folded the letter, "Alright."

Alright with what?

Chloe asked in confusion, "Specifically, what? Don\'t give me riddles."

Xavier looked at her, a faint smile on his lips, "What I mean is, your little dead man here can accept Francis\' kindness."

Hearing this, Chloe was a little unhappy, "How do you know it\'s kindness?"

"Francis is no good guy, Anderson was taken away by me back then and he didn\'t even try to find him, but now that Edmund is in trouble, he remembers Anderson, these conditions can\'t be anything good."

Xavier stroked her hair, "You see, you know it yourself."

His crimson eyes passed over Chloe and fell on Anderson in the distance:

"But this is a good opportunity, Francis has been overreaching himself lately."

When Xavier spoke, he habitually slowed down his pace, which made him seem very solemn, but more than that, Chloe preferred to describe his tone as pretentious.

Xavier knew, but he didn\'t care.

His crimson eyes lightly fell on Anderson:

"Doesn\'t he listen to you quite obediently? In my opinion, this is a good opportunity to explore the depths of the Francis Family."

"What do you think?"

At this, Chloe pursed her lips slightly, and turned to look at Anderson.

He was still very calm, as if everything they had just said had nothing to do with him.

It wasn\'t until Chloe looked at him that Anderson\'s expression showed a ripple.

His eyes slowly moved from Xavier\'s face to Chloe\'s.

Anderson\'s expression softened a little, and he asked softly,

"What does the little lady think?"

What did she think?

Chloe hadn\'t made up her mind yet.

She pursed her lips without speaking, then looked at Xavier again:

"You said Francis Family\'s hands have grown too long, what exactly do you mean?"

Xavier took out a stack of files from the desk and handed them to Chloe:

"See for yourself."

Chloe opened the files and quickly flipped through a few pages before exclaiming in surprise,

"They\'re related to the Werewolf Race?"

"Not just related," Xavier\'s voice was lazy, "judging by the frequency with which he has been secretly sending people to negotiate with the foolish Werewolf Race, they\'re probably in cahoots with each other already."

Saying this, Xavier paused slightly, adding, "Of course, I don\'t mean to imply anything about your friend here."

Chloe\'s expression eased a little, "So Francis is colluding with the Werewolf Race, but why?"

The Vampires have plenty of resources and wealth, why would he deal with the Werewolf Race?

Surely he can\'t have a Werewolf lover?

Faced with Chloe\'s doubts, Xavier shook his head, "I don\'t know."

"That\'s why I said it\'s a good opportunity."

He looked at Anderson, his gaze implying something.

Although quite unwilling, Chloe thought it over and realized that it was more important to find out Francis\' hidden intentions than to keep Anderson by her side.

So, she crumpled up the letter and stuffed it into Anderson\'s arms, solemnly saying:

"I\'ve made up my mind, this task is yours. Can you do it?"

Anderson looked at her, his eyes brimming with laughter:

"It would be my honor."

Chloe raised her eyebrows.

She had a hunch that the Francis Family was somehow linked to Edmund.