Winnie did not believe that Zyon was her cousin.

He did not have the birthmark that Jacinta was looking for, and that was something she had checked a long time ago.

Nevertheless, the fact that he might know something could not be ruled out.

At the thought of that, Winnie scrunched up her brows.

She kept the gun trained on the back of Zyon’s neck and said, “It looks like you’ve done your research. You even know that my granny’s looking for her grandson.”

“Of course.” Zyon gave her a smile in an attempt to appease her. “I did say we’re cousins. Of course I’d know about my grandma—”

“Shut it.” Disgust rose into her throat when Winnie heard Zyon call them cousins.

As she put more weight on the gun, she snapped, “Stop saying revolting things like that!”

“Okay, okay. I know you’re a ruthless character, but everything I’ve said is real. If you don’t believe me, you can ask your granny about it. How else do you I think I was able to—”

Right in the middle of Zyon’s sentence, Jacinta bolted over. “Shut your mouth right now!”

Even Xavier and the others ran over as well.

The moment they arrived, they trained all of their guns on Zyon.

Zyon dared not even take a breath too deep. As he lifted his hands, he slowly turned toward Jacinta.

“Grandma, hurry up and tell my cousin to let me go. I’m your real grandson. You can’t let your bloodline die with me. You’ve been looking for me for so many years. Are you going to watch your granddaughter kill your grandson?”

“Shut up and stop your nonsense! Who’s your grandma? You’re really saying everything you can just to stay alive, aren’t you?”

he had taken her hostage on the boat, everything else he did only

with her grandson was

exactly why she did not wish to lose

the fire back at the Fairchild residence to kill Rufus and

cut ties with her, and that was something she did not

to keep Zyon’s mouth shut for

good soul either. The crimes he has

that thought in mind, Jacinta took out the pistol she had been hiding

first shot she had ever

shooting, and hence,

of hitting Zyon, the bullet scraped past his shoulder and

to Jacinta when she fired the second and third shots as the two bullets

could not believe that an elderly woman who

was not the only one surprised. Winnie

longer in any capacity to pose a threat to anyone, so Winnie kept her

the recoil—even her body

okay, Granny? Give me the

he’s just an animal! He’s even worse than an animal. Not only did he vent his anger on us, but he even forced Rach to… He took advantage of poor

same time, she slowly raised the gun in her hand

with the gun. However,

his lung. The blood filling his nose and mouth was almost stopping him from breathing, and he could not talk

could do was stare at Jacinta resentfully with

that very moment, Jacinta’s

her. Staring at the struggling, dying Zyon reminded her of herself from decades

unable to fire the third shot, but she also knew that Zyon was not

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