Nolan smiled faintly and said, "Then let's wait and see, shall we? Let's find out whether Mr. Norberg is afraid or not. But don't worry, I'll make sure you see it with your own eyes. You're lucky, Megan. You just have to sit here quietly. Don't even think about testing my limits right now, or you'll end up like them."
Faced with Nolan's threat, neither Megan nor Jeanne dared to say a word in response. They both knew full well that Nolan had lost it. Beneath his calm demeanor lay a madness they could feel.
At this moment, the Norberg family estate was already showing signs of impending chaos.
Clay Norberg, one of the standouts of the second generation of the Norberg family and a key figure in the family's business operations, was sitting in his mistress's villa. His expression had changed unpredictably as he stared at the people lingering outside the property.
These people had apparently been watching him for quite some time, yet they made no move. When his bodyguards tried to chase them away, one of them had their leg broken—a scene that filled Clay with rage.
Clay couldn't help but wonder who actually had the audacity to follow and watch him here on his own turf. But right now, he was more concerned about his own safety.
Meanwhile, his second brother, Todd Norberg, was at the scene of a car accident. His bodyguards were already trapped in a blazing inferno, while he glared furiously at a group of black-clad figures standing over ten yards away.
"Who the hell are you people?" he roared furiously. "Do you know who I am? How dare you follow me? You're courting death!"
No one answered him. The people simply stared at him in silence. It felt as though wherever he went, they would follow—but strangely, they seemed to have no intention of harming him.
Scenes like this began cropping up all over the Eastern State. Before long, nearly everyone in the Norberg family became acutely aware that they were being targeted by a mysterious force of unknown origin—a force that seemed to have its sights set on nearly every member of the family.
"Where did these people come from? Why are they targeting our family? Does anyone know the reason?" Geoffrey asked in a cold and angry voice.
In all these years, when had the Norbergs ever endured such humiliation? They had always kept a low profile, but that didn't mean they lacked power.
Yet the fact that the people outside had managed to gather such a formidable group clearly indicated that they weren't weak either. If they were strong, then they must have known the depths of the Norbergs' influence and power. And knowing this, they still dared to act against the Norbergs?
This could only mean one thing—they had come fully prepared.
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