Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Flynn Howard, the murderer?

Otherwise… why were all these guns pointed at Flynn Howard?

“Zack Wallace! What do you mean?!” Flynn Howard’s face changed drastically, and he said angrily, “My shoe prints didn’t attract ants, and you still want to frame me?!”

Everyone was shocked, and they all went to look at Flynn Howard’s shoe prints, indeed no ants had been attracted.

But Zack Wallace would not cause trouble without a reason, so why did he do this?

“If you didn’t do it, why did you change your shoes for no reason?” Zack Wallace said with a slight smile, “Isn’t it because you have a guilty conscience?”

“You’re talking nonsense!” Flynn Howard cursed, “I’ve been wearing my shoes the whole time, how could I have changed them?! Who brings an extra pair of the shoes to a wedding reception?!”

“This pair of shoes is clearly made of synthetic leather, they’re worth at most a few hundred yuan on the market.” A woman in the crowd suddenly chimed in, “Wearing a tailored suit that costs over a hundred thousand but pairing it with a cheap pair of shoes worth a few hundred, Young Master Flynn Howard’s taste is indeed special.”

Everyone immediately looked at Flynn Howard’s shoes.

Flynn Howard’s face turned ashen, and he took a couple of awkward steps back, but under the gaze of the crowd, no matter how much he retreated, he couldn’t hide the pair of leather shoes on his feet!

“It really is synthetic leather…” an expert guest commented, “It’s vulcanized with glue and coated with a layer of protein fiber on the surface, shiny and bright but in fact, all cheap materials, not even an office white-collar would wear these shoes.”

At this point, everyone’s look at Flynn Howard took on a profound meaning.

They were no fools.

Flynn Howard could not possibly have worn such shoes to the reception, he must have changed them! But why did he change shoes? Because he was afraid and guilty!

He wasn’t sure whether the soles of his shoes had honey on them, so to be on the safe side, while everyone was seated at the table waiting, he took advantage of the tablecloth’s cover to switch shoes with someone under the table!

At that time, Flynn Howard thought: Roy Howard is really foolish! Even if he got honey water on them, what does it matter? If he changed the shoes, they wouldn’t be able to get a hold of him, right?

Little did he know, Roy Howard was waiting for just this moment!

“Tie him up.” Zack Wallace looked at him with a sneer, “Make sure he doesn’t escape. Let’s wait for the police to come and interrogate him thoroughly!”

“I didn’t murder anyone! You’re setting me up!” Flynn Howard struggled and roared, “Roy Howard, this is all your conspiracy!”

However, no one believed him.

Everyone looked at Flynn Howard with a mixture of sarcasm and pity, silently judging him.

Fallen into Roy Howard’s hands, could this man still have a way out?

No.

Even if he wanted to die, it wouldn’t be easy…

In a corner of the banquet hall, there was a minor commotion as another male servant was also tied up.

“This man is the spy Flynn Howard placed in Master Xander’s estate!”

Zack Wallace kicked out, sending the firmly bound servant to the floor—on the servant’s feet were a pair of leather shoes obviously half a size too large, and as he fell, the shoes came off his feet.

“I found it strange when the lights went out; how could a guest attending for the first time find the electrical box so quickly? It turns out there was a spy!” Zack Wallace said with a cold laugh, “You’ve gone to great lengths, even daring to plot against the elder master’s life! Flynn Howard, in terms of viciousness, we are far inferior to you. Master Xander might be ruthless, but he would never be so disloyal as to bite back at his benefactors!”

That was indeed a fair statement.

Roy Howard was promoted by Thirteenth Young Master Howard and his way of doing things was exactly like Thirteenth Young Master Howard’s—decisive, cunning, and ruthless, but he had never been the type to repay kindness with enmity.

He dealt with things clearly: repay hatred with hatred, gratitude with gratitude, which was much better than those disloyal curs that bite the hand that fed them.

Thinking this way, the crowd’s gaze towards Alexander Summers gained a few more degrees of respect and admiration.

Flynn Howard, intending to disrupt the engagement party and ended up sacrificing himself, had inadvertently helped Roy Howard establish his authority in the Howard Family.

Flynn Howard was so angry he felt like spitting blood!