The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Novel - Chapter 253

Chapter 253: Agreement

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The three best friends—Yvette Larson, Clarine Landon, and Willow Stone—all liked Finn Taylor. This was undeniable.

However, they all differed in their expressions of love.

Yvette Larson was Finn Taylor’s wife, and it was only right for her to express her love fearlessly. Yet, the couple hadn’t been very intimate because of what had happened over the past three years.

Clarine Landon liked Finn Taylor too, but she knew that this was her best friend’s husband they were talking about. There was no way she would ever express her love for him.

However, Willow Stone was different.

She clearly liked Finn Taylor, yet she had never let that show. But inwardly, she yearned for a crack in Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson’s relationship to form so that the couple would eventually split.

When that time came, she would then be able to get together with Finn Taylor.

The three friends had completely different personalities and different ways of expressing their love.

Like newlyweds walking down the aisle, Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson walked down the red carpet.

The people in the crowd acted like they were attending a wedding too, and that irked them.

“So what if they look good now? They’ll still have to kneel down on the ground later.”

“That’s right. Why are they trying to act so high and mighty? Won’t it be worse when they get down on the ground later?”

Clearly, not a single person thought well of Finn Taylor. In fact, they even felt that this was their time to shine.

Now that Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson had arrived, the crowd started anticipating the arrival of another person. After all, nobody wanted to wait here with no end in sight. They had come to see Finn Taylor on his knees—that would only happen once the other party arrived.

As such, they all waited in anticipation of his arrival.

Ten minutes weren’t long, but it seemed like an eternity.

Just as everyone was about to leave out of boredom, Samuel Stone, Troy Kleine, and the rest finally arrived.

‘The show is about to start!’ The restless crowd suddenly perked up and turned to Finn Taylor, waiting for him to kneel.

However, there was not a trace of fear on his face.

‘Wait a minute! What’s going on?’ The crowd was utterly confused about what was going on.

Just as they were throwing glances at each other, they saw Samuel Stone fall on his knees. ‘Finn Taylor isn’t the one getting down! It’s Samuel Stone! This… What’s going on?’

Before they could even comprehend what was going on, Troy Kleine dropped down onto the ground too.

This was only the beginning.

One by one, the prominent elders of San Francisco started to fall onto their knees.

‘This… He helms the entire city?’ All of a sudden, this incredulous thought popped up in their minds. Yet, that seemed impossible. ‘Is this really true? But how is that possible? But how could that be?’

“No, that’s impossible! Kevin Jones isn’t here yet!” someone suddenly shouted, bringing everyone back to reality.

‘Of course! Kevin Jones holds the most power out of all of them! So what if Finn Taylor has subdued all of these people? The matter isn’t settled as long as he doesn’t subdue Kevin Jones.’

“What’s going on?” Eleanor Larson felt as though she was about to explode. ‘Why? These people are obviously of a higher status than the Larson family, so why are they kneeling to Yvette Larson and Finn Taylor? Who are they? One is just a useless matrilocal son-in-law, while the other is a b*tch! They’re not worthy of this! Even I can’t make them kneel before me, so why should they get to experience this?’

Of course, her cousin thought the same.

Although Quince Larson’s expression remained indifferent, he was already raging inwardly.

Over on Clarine Landon and Willow Stone’s side, the former felt extremely moved when she witnessed those men kneeling. “T-they kneeled down. They’re kneeling before Yvette. She’s won! Willow, do you see it?”

The latter had naturally seen it, but she didn’t feel any joy.

If they managed to settle this matter without a hitch, Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson’s relationship would only get better. But Willow Stone was willing to bet that it wasn’t because of her friend’s own abilities that she had been able to resolve this matter but because Finn Taylor had stepped in.

‘What’s his background? Why does he hold so much power?’

Just as emotions surged through the crowd, a car rolled to a stop in front of them all.

This car had driven all the way up to the peak from the foot of Pacific Heights. That only went to show how powerful the car owner was.

Of course, it was none other than Kevin Jones.

The Jones family was the second most powerful family in San Francisco, only second to the Sanders family.

With the downfall of the Sanders family, the Jones family had even been the top family for a period of time.

Unfortunately, good times didn’t last long. Soon after, the Gold family had arrived in the city.

With that, the Jones family once again fell back to second place in San Francisco.

But being in the second-highest position now was different from the past. No matter how powerful Third Master Gold was, the Gold family was still a foreign family.

It was only natural that San Francisco natives would try to suppress them, and it was also because of this that the other families had started to back the Jones family up.

This way, although the Jones family still held second position on the surface, the reality was that there wasn’t much difference between them and the Gold family. This was also the reason why Third Master Gold hadn’t gone against them.

To be honest, he could’ve solved this problem very easily. However, he was obviously trying to make use of Finn Taylor to get rid of this trouble that was the Jones family.

The door to the driver’s seat opened—it was Kenneth Jones, Kevin Jones’s younger brother. As the family’s younger Old Master, he held a relatively high position. Yet, he became a driver today.

It was obvious how much importance the family had placed on this matter.

Kenneth Jones walked to the back passenger’s seat, opening the door for his elder brother. The latter walked out dressed entirely in black, with a scarf wrapped around his neck.

No sooner had Kevin Jones got out of the car than his eyes shot toward Finn Taylor.

Their eyes met.

Everyone present drew a deep breath in, not daring to make so much as a whimper. They knew that the most important scene of the day was about to take place.

Kevin Jones hesitantly walked toward Finn Taylor, his brother following closely behind.

The two most prominent figures of the Jones family were right here, and the aura they exuded was stifling.

‘Who will kneel down in the end? Finn Taylor or Kevin Jones? One is an infamous useless matrilocal son-in-law in San Francisco, while the other is the second-most powerful man in the city.’

The answer seemed predetermined..