Chapter 450

Bianca was scratching her head, wondering why Jonah said John couldn't snag those industries. But it didn't take long for her to figure it out.

The news of the Brown Family's downfall hit like a bomb, spreading everywhere.

Pretty soon, everyone in town knew the Brown Family, the lowest-ranked of the four big families, had crumbled, even though the cops tried to keep it under wraps. But the police who nabbed the Brown Family members weren't Alan's kin. They spilled the beans, especially about the gruesome deaths.

The other three big families were stunned by the Brown Family's collapse, but they weren't dumb. They saw a golden chance to grab the Brown Family's assets.

At first, some smaller families thought they could snatch up some of the Brown Family's stuff, just like when the Taylor Family went down. The Brown Family had climbed to the top four by taking over most of the Taylor Family's assets.

But as soon as the big three families stepped in, the small fry got scared off because the prime suspect in the Brown Family murders was from one of the big three.

These smaller families didn't dare mess with the big three, scared that hitmen would come knocking at night and send them to meet their maker.

The small families cursed the big three. When the Taylor Family fell, at least no one got killed. They couldn't figure out what the Brown Family did to tick off the big three so much that they wiped them out.

The big three were just as clueless since they hadn't done it. But that didn't matter now; what mattered was grabbing the Brown Family's assets. Even though the small families were spooked by rumors, it was still a chance.

Just as the members of the three big families were about to enter the Brown Family's company, they were met with a wall of security personnel who had been waiting for them. The doors to the company were locked tight, keeping them firmly outside.

"What the hell are you doing? Do you know who's backing me? It's Mr. Williams! Only Mr. Williams can save you! Without the Brown Family's protection, you'll be torn apart by others." A lackey sent by John yelled at the door.

But the folks inside just laughed at him. "Go back and tell John he can't take anything from here. Everything here belongs to the Taylor Family."

"What did you say? The Taylor Family? Are you joking? They fell even before the Brown Family." John's lackey shouted, feeling mocked.

"Who told you we fell? We just went underground for a while. If you don't believe it, go watch the press conference." The guy turned and walked away, not giving him a chance to respond.

Even though John's lackey was fuming, he had no choice but to relay the message to John.

"What press conference?" John muttered, searching for info, and was shocked by what he found.

The other big families also got wind of the press conference and turned their attention to it.

The press conference was held in the Taylor Family's building, a huge venue.

Now, dozens of people were standing in the middle, with Carol front and center.

Reporters swarmed the scene, all brought in by Carol.

"Ms. Lester, why are you holding the press conference instead of Ms. Taylor?" one reporter asked.

Carol responded casually, "Ms. Taylor is handling other matters. Due to company confidentiality, we can't disclose more at this time."

"So, Ms. Lester, why have you gathered us here?" another reporter inquired.

Carol raised the microphone and said, "We're here to announce that the Taylor Family is reclaiming all the industries previously taken over by the Brown Family."

Carol's words hit the reporters like a bombshell.

They surged towards Carol but were kept at bay by security, maintaining a ten-foot distance.

Carol gestured to the people behind her. "These folks are all shareholders of the Brown Family's industries. While they aren't the largest shareholders, all the other shareholders have been killed, so their shares now belong to them. They've decided to donate all their shares to Ms. Taylor."

The atmosphere grew even more intense. Reporters went wild, trying to get closer to Carol, but security struggled to hold them back.

From a distance, reporters shouted at the top of their lungs.

"Ms. Lester, aren't you afraid of angering the other three major families?"

"Ms. Lester, you're moving so fast, did you already know about all this?"

"Ms. Lester, is the downfall of the Brown Family connected to you?"

What the reporters really wanted to ask was whether they were behind the deaths of so many Brown Family members. Otherwise, why were they so quick to hold a press conference and take over the Brown Family's industries right after their deaths?

Carol understood their implications. She calmly said, "We feel sorry for the Brown Family's fate. We hope the police can quickly catch those despicable criminals. As for offending the three major families? I don't see why you would think that. We're just reclaiming the industries that the Taylor Family once lost, which has nothing to do with the three major families."

Carol's message was clear: "It wasn't us, we don't know anything, and don't meddle in our family's business."

Meanwhile, in the hospital, Benjamin held up his phone in front of Michael, showing the live broadcast of the press conference.

"Did you do this? I know you're angry, but isn't this too ruthless? They were having a family meeting, and you just stormed in and killed them all? Besides, it hasn't been long since they died, and you're already eager to take over their industries." Benjamin looked at Michael in shock.

Michael's pale face showed a helpless expression. "I only killed Paxton and Zoey; I didn't kill their family members. The woman holding the press conference isn't my subordinate; she's technically Isabella's grandfather's subordinate."

Michael briefly explained part of Carol's identity to Benjamin.

Benjamin was stunned. "These old heads of the four major families are all crafty. It turns out the Brown Family had been infiltrated long ago. Maybe the Brown Family became one of the four major families in the first place thanks to Patrick's secret plan in the Taylor Family."

"What are you talking about?" Isabella walked into the ward carrying dinner.