The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine

"Dad, you're not giving me any face. You're making me feel like an idiot who doesn't know anything about societal rules."

"Do you really know them? If you did, you wouldn't have told your mom what Finn told you, and your mom never would've had the chance to tell Melanie Taylor anything."

"Why are you dragging me into this too? What does this have to do with me? Besides, you seem different today, Francis. Are you hiding something from me? I can't help but feel like you've suddenly gotten smarter overnight. Do you mean you've been putting on an act for decades?" Linda James was annoyed that her husband had picked her out. 'Francis seems to have smartened up today. Wasn't he a fool who listened to whatever I said in the past? Why does he feel like a stranger today?'

"Mom, Dad is actually…"

Before Yvette Larson could finish her sentence, her father cut in. "What could I be keeping from you? I've been living with you for more than 20 years, and I've never left you. You've always been by my side no matter where I go."

Francis Larson was absolutely right. Where Linda James, he was too. There was nothing he could possibly hide from her.

However, Linda James didn't understand why her husband would do that. 'Every man has their own secrets. Which man would choose to stay by his wife's side all day long? Shouldn't men try to make their marks? Even though everyone called Finn Taylor a piece of trash, he always headed out. He never spent his whole day with Yvette, but Francis was different. For 20 whole years, he's always followed me around.'

The reason was simple: Francis Larson was simply worried for his wife's safety.

After all, he had been chased out of Peregrine Hall. He had offended countless powerful men in the organization, and these men were capable of killing without blinking an eye.

Linda James would surely die as long as they wanted her dead, and that was why Francis Larson had chosen to stay close to her at all times so as to protect her.

"You're right. You've always been by my side for the past 20 years. I wouldn't believe you if you say that you have an affair, nor will I believe that you're hiding something from me. Francis Larson, do you know how many people have called you a good-for-nothing? People have always said that I was blind to have married you, and they even persuaded me to divorce you. I'm sure you know that I hate Finn Taylor because he's a piece of trash and that I've been convincing Yvette to get a divorce. However, I've never mentioned that word to you. Do you know why? It's because you've always stuck by my side, so I have absolutely no doubts about you. That's the only thing you've ever done for me. You've never given me anything else, but I'm willing to remain married to a piece of trash like you because you don't worry me."

Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson glanced at each other, goosebumps all over their bodies. Just moments earlier, their mom had been insisting on killing her husband because the latter had refused to save her from her captors.

It had only been a few minutes since, yet the couple was already so loving toward each other!

'Sigh, nobody will ever be able to understand Mom.'

…

The next day, Finn Taylor was about to head out when he received a call from Hunter Sullivan.

The latter informed him that Gremlin was dead.

"What? Repeat yourself. Who's dead?"

"Gremlin—the one who kidnapped your mother-in-law. He's dead."

"Who killed him? Sprite?" Finn Taylor was confused. 'Although Sprite agreed to kill Gremlin yesterday, I could obviously tell that he wasn't actually planning on doing it. Gremlin couldn't have died in Sprite's hands, but the former is dead! Did Sprite's conscience really gnaw at him? Was that why he went to kill Gremlin? That's not possible.'

"I don't think so. From what I've seen, Sprite hasn't done anything up until now. Gremlin passed away so suddenly. I'm rushing over now. I heard rumors that he was poisoned."

'Poisoned? What did he eat or do? Why would he suddenly be poisoned to death? Someone who takes their life seriously would never be poisoned so easily, unless it's done by someone they trust.'

After hanging up the call, Finn Taylor made a call to Logan Yeats, instructing the latter to take Hilary Stone captive.

The only thing Finn Taylor knew was that Gremlin had contacted Hilary Stone just a day before he'd died. If he wanted to find any clues, Hilary Stone was his best bet.

Logan Yeats set out to work immediately after receiving his boss's order.

At that moment, Francis Larson walked over. "What's going on? Did something happen?"

Seeing his son-in-law's expression, Francis Larson could tell that something was brewing.

"Gremlin died all of a sudden. They say he was poisoned." Finn Taylor didn't hide anything from his father-in-law.

The former was a very cautious and prudent man who never trusted anyone fully—not even the four guardians. He had never told the four men about his grandpa, yet he had told Francis Larson about it. This was because the latter was his father-in-law.

"Gremlin is dead? How interesting.. Did Sprite do it? I doubt so. How could he possibly have killed Gremlin?"