The Legendary Man

Chapter 302 You Are Not At Fault

Emmett blanched the instant he heard those words. His face was ashen-white and ghastly as he thought about what he had just heard. The fact that they could not step into the Goldstein residence after today was the equivalent of kicking them out of the Goldstein family.

He exclaimed, “Jonathan Goldstein! What right do you have to kick me out of the Goldstein family? I’m the head of the household! I call the shots and make the decisions in this family!”

As he spoke, Emmett glared vehemently at Jonathan with a ferocious look. After all, no one knew just how much he had invested and sacrificed for the family in his capacity as the head of the household.

For the sake of keeping his hold on the reins of the Goldsteins, he had gone to great lengths to kick Jonathan out of the family, even going so far as to send men to assassinate his very own daughter. Everything he had done was so he could sit comfortably on the throne he had fought for.

However, despite all this, Jonathan had used but a single mere sentence to snatch his seat from him and kick him out of the family to boot. To Emmett, this was no different from killing him right where he stood.

“What right do I have?” repeated Jonathan mockingly in response to Emmett’s words. He sneered and continued, “Emmett Goldstein, I think there’s one thing you’re still unclear about! This is not a negotiation. I am telling you unequivocally that this is your one and only chance of survival! It’s either you lose your life, or you scram from the Goldstein family!

“From now on, don’t let me see your face again! If I do, don’t dream of looking to anyone to save your life. Not Sophia and certainly not even God himself!”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Jonathan turned to leave. He couldn’t be bothered to continue this pointless charade with Emmett any longer. He fixed his gaze on Andy, who was kneeling just beyond the entrance, and yelled, “Andy Morsley!”

“Yes!” acknowledged the man promptly.

In a split second, Andy’s aura had undergone a dramatic change, and he was now overflowing with killing intent.

you have my permission to march straight in and level the

“Yes, Sir!”

he was connected to his subordinates, and he instructed, “You have the next ten minutes to mobilize all the Asura Guards we have available. Gather at the Goldstein

“Yes, Commander!”

silently turned toward Jonathan and

he glanced at Andy before turning and fixating his attention again on Emmett. All the blood had long drained from Emmett’s face as he knelt on the ground before Jonathan. “You still have another half an hour to

on behalf of her father. However, Jonathan interrupted her and stated firmly, “This is my bottom line, Aunt Sophia! If he doesn’t scram from the Goldstein residence in the next half hour, I

“But… Jonathan…”

be said! Back then, this was exactly how

years ago, this was precisely how the Goldstein family had treated Jonathan and without so much as a warning. At that time, he was still swallowed in grief and sorrow by the deaths of both his parents and had yet to recover from the trauma fully. Regardless, the Goldsteins didn’t care about any of that and had moved to kick him out of the family mercilessly. As such, Jonathan was

Jonathan…” mumbled Sophia apologetically. A tinge of heartache flashed across her eyes in response to Jonathan’s

anyone to rely on. Back then, she had felt precisely this way when she was all alone overseas, and she knew full well that Jonathan surely had gone through much worse than she had. At the

You’re not the one at fault,” replied Jonathan flatly as he looked at Sophia before his eyes turned cold and flitted back to rest

them what they inflicted upon me back then! I’ll treat

fell deathly silent following Jonathan’s proclamation. At this point, even Sophia couldn’t think of anything she could say to help

doubt, things were as Jonathan had described. Back then, the fault did lie with the Goldstein family, and Jonathan was merely returning the favor with the current state of affairs. From where he stood, he was doing nothing wrong at all. He knew that if the situation was reversed and it was

lowered his head in submission, declaring, “We’ll leave. We’ll do as you

was almost as if his throat had instantaneously failed him. His voice was now low and hoarse and devoid of

rushed forth and helped support Emmett, who was crippled