Chapter - 3154

"By the way," Zeke looked at the Maximus' Hummer, and said, "go see your father for the last time."

My father?

Francine was suddenly struck with a thought. "Don't tell me the body inside the car is that of the old prime minister.”

Zeke nodded slightly.

Francine suddenly found herself at a loss. Her emotions were like a whirlwind as she approached the Hummer. Gently, she opened the door.

Upon seeing the corpse of the prime minister in the car, Francine was instantly overwhelmed with emotion, her tears falling like rain.

Zeke stepped forward, patted Francine on the shoulder, and said, "May you find peace in your sorrow."

"There's something else I must make clear to you."

"You may find it hard to believe, but in reality, the prime minister wasn't truly the prime minister over the past few years. His every word and action had nothing to do with him."

Francine suddenly looked up, staring at Zeke. "Are you saying that for the past few years, my father has been a different person?"

Zeke said, “Hmm, you could say that. His mind had been controlled by others."

Ah.

Francine sighed deeply. "I knew it would be like this. I just knew it. I knew that Father would never be so heartless towards us."

"In fact, the three of us had suspected early on that our father was not himself anymore. My elder brother and I refused to give in to him, and as a result, we were driven out. Our younger brother, Felix, was a smooth operator. He expressed his willingness to serve him loyally, and to work like a horse and ox for him. That was why he was kept and highly valued by my father."

"Alas, poor father ended his life just like that..."

As she spoke, Francine began to sob again.

Seeing her in such distress, Zeke genuinely wanted to help her.

If one day I reach Eternal Class one day, or even Demi-Emperor Class, could I then heal any flesh and bones, and bring the dead back to life?

Hmm, it's best to properly preserve the prime minister's body, just in case there's such a chance in the future.

So, Zeke waved at Three of the Nightingale Squad.

Northern Wolf immediately walked up to Zeke and asked, "Master, do you have any orders?"

Zeke said, "Take the prime minister's body to the Cygnus Room, and take good care of it. In the future, I might have a chance to revive the prime minister."

Northern Wolf nodded. "Yes, Master"

Upon hearing Zeke's words, Francine's eyes instantly lit up.

With anticipation written all over her face, she looked at Zeke. “Is... is what you just said true? Can you really bring my father back to life?"

Zeke said, "Don't hold out too much hope. I have absolutely no hope for at least the next ten years."

“There might just be a glimmer of hope ten years from now, or even a hundred years from now."

Francine immediately said, "Whether it's ten years or a hundred years, I will never give up as long as there's a glimmer of hope."

Hmm.

Zeke nodded. “Alright, let's head to the Whittaker family now and take over all of their assets."

Francine shook her head. “Let's focus on rescuing my brother for now. He's in a really bad situation."

Zeke simply said, "As you wish."

Since he had promised the prime minister to take good care of his descendants, Zeke would certainly not go back on his word.

On the way, Zeke asked Francine about her brother's situation.

Francine said, "My elder brother's name is Yuvan. He is a man of integrity, honesty, and straightforwardness.

"My father banished him to Flobury Village, where he was forced to live there. My father even arranged a marriage for him with a rough-looking farm woman too torment his eldest son further.

"Over the years, my elder brother has been tormented by his wife and the hardships of poverty. It pains me to see him suffer, but now I'm struggling myself, let alone being able to help my brother."

As she spoke, tears began to fall again from Francine's eyes.

Before they knew it, the two of them had arrived at Flobury Village.

At the entrance of the village, a family was building a house. A group of bare-chested strong men were working under the scorching sun.

The fierce and scorching sun turned the skin of these laborers into a shade of deep, dark tan.

Suddenly, Francine stopped in her tracks, her eyes fixated on one of the farm laborers. Then... tears streamed down her face.