The War God's Homecoming

Chapter 20 Old Grudges From The Past

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"Get your parents to pack up in the next few days, and we'll move back to Ozin. We'll start fresh," Billy continued.

"You're too idealistic! You don't understand how bad our situation is! There's no place for our family in Ozin."

"That was before!" Billy spoke solemnly. "From now on, everything will be in the past. Trust me, I can do it."

"Why don't you understand?" Harleen sighed. "Never mind, no matter how much I say now, you won't believe me. You'll understand later." After speaking, she looked at Billy with a hesitant expression and asked, "Can I ask you for one more favor?"

"Sure, what is it?" Billy said with the slightest hesitation.

"In three days, it's my grandfather's birthday and our family is going to Ozin to celebrate with him. If you're available, could you come with us? They always mock Tasha for being a fatherless wild child every time we see them. Tasha has psychological trauma now and she doesn't dare go there anymore. This time I want you to come with us so that she can feel safe."

Harleen didn't know if what she was doing was right, but at this point in her life, there were no better options. She had to take things one step at a time.

"It's settled then! We'll meet in Ozin in three days."

"Thank you," Harleen bowed slightly and after pausing briefly added apologetically, "But if you go to the Knight family they might mock and ridicule you as well..."

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine." Billy said with a faint smile.

"And... don't blame my mom. She's sharp-tongued but kind-hearted. Without her help over the years, I wouldn't be..." Harleen added.

"I know, I only feel guilty and grateful towards your parents." He continued, "I'll go take care of some things in Ozin first. Call me in three days. If Tasha wakes up and wants to find me, tell her she can see me in three days, I won't leave her again."

Harleen nodded with a complicated look in her eyes.

...

The next morning at Back Hill Cemetery in Ozin, Billy knelt before a tombstone with no expression on his face and red eyes filled with tears. Three meters behind him stood Casey like a spear stuck into the ground, solemn and serious without moving an inch for two or three hours straight, as if they were characters frozen within a painting.

"Commander." Casey finally spoke after another hour had passed.

Billy bowed to the tombstone three times.

"Father, your unfilial son Billy has come back. Rest in peace! I will find all those who were involved in conspiring against you and our family, and make them kneel here one by one to apologize."

Then, they left.

"How is the investigation into the thing five years ago going?" Billy asked as they got into the car.

"It's been cleared up." Casey replied as he started the engine.

"I used the description of a hitman that you provided at that time to track him down for six months. Finally found him in a neighboring country. He spilled everything. The mastermind behind your foster father's family's murder was none other than Ozin's number one clan, the Watkins family along with the Jimenez and Malcom families."

"As expected!" Billy commented.

Five years ago, The Miles Family, where Billy's foster father belonged, was at the top of Ozin's four major clans; the Watkins, Jimenez and Malcom families being the other three. Although they were all part of these four major clans, the Miles family had far more power than any other clans so they easily dominated them all.

Billy's foster father was an upright man who didn't tolerate some of their shady dealings, which often led to conflicts between them. Especially with the Watkins family who had long harbored resentment towards them after losing out on several big projects to the Miles family over time. Billy once warned Truman Miles, his foster father to be careful when dealing with these three families working together on some underhanded schemes. But Truman always believed that good triumphed over evil, and in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks were in vain. Therefore, he never took them seriously. But in the end, a tragedy happened.

"I had someone investigate the Miles family's industries back then. Now they are mostly under these three families' names. This proves that what the assassin said was not false." Casey continued.

Billy nodded slightly before continuing, "Did you find out who poisoned us back then?"

On the day of the incident, Truman's family was having a banquet. If it weren't for being poisoned beforehand, with Truman's ability, they wouldn't have been wiped out.

"I found out, it was your foster father's confidante Harriet Howell."

"Harriet Howell?"

Since Truman Miles lost his wife early on, he had never remarried. Harriet was a famous beauty in Ozin and also Miles Group's public relations director. Later on she manged to have a relationship with Truman Miles by trying despicable methods. But Billy's adoptive father never intended to marry her, and thus Harriet had resentment for a long time. Billy didn't like that woman since she felt like a scheming woman at first sight. But his foster father didn't reject her at the time, so Billy didn't comment on their relationship. However, never did he expect this woman to be so ruthless.

"She's now the openly lover of Brian Watkins."

"That's great! Let's settle accounts with them then."

"Commander, there's something else I need to tell you." Said Casey with a hesitant expression.

"Go ahead."

"On the day of the incident, your foster father's daughter was saved by a kind-hearted person like you." Casey paused and continued, "But the next day, Albion Watkins found her, and together with the sons of the Jimenez and Malcom families, they bullied her in every way. Your sister refused to be humiliated, and finally jumped into the river to commit suicide. Moreover, the person who saved her was also killed by the three of them."

"They all deserved to die! Tell Judge to find those them out, and charge them some interest tonight." Billy said while seething anger.

"Got it!"