Chapter 1285
The Wrights, one of the Five Apex Families, built their empire on real estate as their pillar industry. As everyone knew, property developers were typically extremely wealthy.
Of course, they could also be extremely indebted, like Grandever Holdings, which currently owed the government two trillion dollars and ranked among the most indebted companies in history.
However, the Wrights were nothing like Grandever Holdings. In Gabo Creek province, the Wright name had always been prestigious and unwavering. Like many patriarchs of first-class families, the head of the Wrights was also quite a ladies' man.
In his younger years, unable to control his libido, Kevin Wright had pursued women everywhere, frequenting exclusive clubs. This behavior had resulted in numerous offspring, with Yara being one of the victims.
After a brief conversation with Yara in the car, Andrew understood the situation. It seemed that Kevin, having grown older and with diminished vitality, could no longer keep up with women. He had begun to focus on nurturing the younger generation and selecting his successor.
Without question, the next head of the Wrights should rightfully be the eldest son, Quinton. Legitimate, exceptionally talented, and deeply favored by the Wright patriarch, Quinton was the obvious choice.
However, as the head of a major family with numerous children, Kevin could not possibly focus only on Quinton. So, he provided resources to all his exceptional children, allowing them to make their own way in the world.
This arrangement also served as a test; any child who performed outstandingly might earn Kevin’s favor. Such favoritism could potentially challenge Quinton’s position as the heir apparent.
When this test began, Quinton personally crippled several of his siblings. Those ignorant fools who dared to compete with him were simply asking for death.
By now, among the Wright family’s younger generation, there was not a single person who could stand against Quinton. Almost all had become Quinton’s prisoners, with Yara being one of the few who refused to submit. As a result, she received special treatment from Quinton, who relentlessly oppressed her.
This situation led to her alliance with Andrew.
Smacking his lips, Andrew raised an eyebrow and asked, “So, you’re saying this wonderful brother of yours is truly a beast?”
While manically pressing the gas pedal, Yara replied coldly, “Calling him a beast would be a compliment. I think he’s the premium-grade stench selected from all the dog excrements in the world—just one whiff makes people vomit.”
Andrew smiled faintly, privately suspecting that Quinton must have done something unspeakable to his sister Yara. Some questions were better left unasked, though; speculation would suffice.
Yara suddenly asked, “Mr. Lloyd, you men who stand high above others, wielding great power and enormous wealth—are ordinary beautiful women no longer enough to satisfy your tastes?”
Andrew chuckled and replied, “I wouldn’t put it that way, but certain exceptional beauties are indeed very attractive.”
Yara sneered. “Of course. Like how some beast-like brothers enjoy playing with their own sisters. Some shameless men fantasize about their mothers-in-law. And some fat-gutted executives keep both mother and daughter as mistresses, enjoying a double pleasure… I wonder if you have experienced any of these?”
After speaking, Yara’s gaze burned into Andrew.
Andrew maintained a calm expression. “I haven’t experienced any of those things you mentioned, nor am I interested.”
Inwardly, he thought that Yara was quite knowledgeable about such matters. Unconsciously, his thoughts drifted to Tiana.
Yara was silent for a moment, then said in a muffled voice, “Quinton is exactly the type of beast-like brother I described.”
Andrew was not surprised by this and replied calmly, “What do you want to do? Kill him or castrate him? Don’t worry, I’ll support whatever you choose.”
Yara slammed on the brakes, stopping the sports car in front of a construction site. She turned off the engine, turned to Andrew, and smiled. “I don’t want to kill him, and I don’t want to castrate him either!”