Seth and his daughter had only each other.
They owned nothing except a dilapidated wooden house and had nothing valuable they could take with them.
Charles Whitmore dragged Jonathan into the wilderness like a dead dog, shot him in the head, and then returned to the estate with Seth.
Since Seth would work in Aron’s weapons factory from now on and practically become part of the family, many unnecessary formalities could be skipped.
A simple family dinner was held, after which Alice was accepted into the household.
Compared with Jenny’s arrival, everything was completed with far fewer difficulties.
Only after Alice changed clothes and bathed did Aron realize that he had misjudged her figure.
He felt as though he had discovered hidden treasure!
Such satisfaction could not be explained to someone who had not personally experienced it.
Even so, he was not in a hurry to enter into an intimate relationship with her.
He intended to first take care of her health for some time.
Although Alice was already an adult, she was still very young.
She had suffered from malnutrition while growing up, so she was still somewhat thin, and her body appeared fragile.
After a little more than ten days, she truly became fuller and healthier.
“There, now you already look much better. I knew I was right!”
“With good nutrition and care, your body still has room to develop!”
Watching her look better and better with each passing day, Aron smiled faintly.
He could still be patient, but Alice was already becoming somewhat impatient.
“Master…”
“Don’t worry. There is no need to rush to fulfill your duties until you fully recover! I’m not taking care of you for only a few days for momentary satisfaction. Only when your body is healthy will you be able to properly devote yourself to your master!”
Alice was young, only a little over eighteen, but she carefully observed everything around her.
She very quickly understood the most important rule for surviving in a large and complicated household: she had to be on the master’s side, because otherwise no one could guarantee her safety on such an enormous estate.
No one could change Aron’s decision.
For the sake of a long, stable, and happy future, he still decided to wait a little longer.
When Edward Grant saw that the woman Charles had found had not yet completely attracted their master’s attention, he recognized an opportunity for himself.
The family’s businesses and income from the farms had not achieved anything particularly noteworthy lately.
If this continued, he might even lose his position as chief financial manager.
One day Edward brought two beauties to the estate, one older and one younger.
Since he often supervised the Blackwood family’s property, he regularly traveled throughout Edmonton and the surrounding area.
He met these two unfortunate women during one such inspection.
The man who had cared for them was dead, and the relatives who had seized his property had thrown them out of the house.
The older woman had a beautiful face, full breasts, and a slender waist.
The younger one was no less attractive, and at eighteen years old she already had pronounced curves.
Aron was a soft-hearted man who could not bear to see others suffer.
As soon as he saw them, he decided to keep them on the estate and help them recover.
Catherine and Angela had lived in even worse conditions than Alice’s family.
Aside from the clothes they wore, they owned nothing.
A lavish family dinner temporarily solved their problem, and during the conversation Aron also learned their true story.
It turned out that Catherine was not Angela’s relative, but her maid, only eight years older than her.
After Angela’s father was killed in a street conflict, the relatives were not satisfied with seizing the entire family property, but also intended to sell Angela.
The loyal Catherine then took Angela away and killed some of them in order to deter the others from that intention.
The reason the relatives had expelled them was also fear.
They believed that if the two remained nearby, they would pose a constant danger and that when Angela grew up, she might demand the return of the family inheritance.
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The lavish dinner completely filled them, while Aron received what he wanted in return.
“Master, dawn is already breaking. It is time for you to get up!”
The older Catherine gently pushed Aron, reminding him that it was time to rise.
Angela was still sleeping soundly.
“The morning is the most precious part of the day. We must not waste time!”
When he woke up again, it was already noon.
Aron merely stretched out his arms and opened his mouth.
Catherine hurriedly made the bed, while Angela had to serve him.
After lunch, he talked with them for a while longer.
Then, with great effort of will, he left them and went to the study, where he called Butler Charles Whitmore.
“Has anyone tried to break into our weapons factories or laboratories recently?”
During the past period, he had been so busy with new women and planning for descendants that he had almost forgotten the earlier problems.
Fortunately, while talking with Catherine and Angela about various affairs of the Blackwood family, he remembered that some officials from the governor’s administration had sent people to steal their secrets.
“Master, after Fox Hunt made an example of several people last time, no one dares openly covet the Blackwood family’s property anymore.”
“However, our informants in the governor’s administration reported that the chief of security does not have a particularly friendly attitude toward the Blackwood family.”
“According to their information, Howell is trying to win over the director general of the tax administration. It is very likely that they are planning a joint investigation and inspection of the Blackwood family’s property.”
Charles carried out his work extremely thoroughly.
After the previous incident, he spent a great deal of money bribing several officials in the governor’s administration and turning them into informants for the Blackwood family.
He did not expect them to change state policy or carry out major tasks.
It was enough for them to regularly provide useful information.
After the report, he ran a finger across his throat and quietly suggested:
“Master, why don’t we call Fox Hunt back and eliminate Howell?”
Aron shook his head.
The British Empire was still extremely powerful.
If the chief of security of the Canadian governor’s administration were killed in an assassination, additional troops would probably be sent from Britain, which would greatly harm the future development of the Blackwood family.
“Don’t immediately try to solve every problem with murder, especially when we are dealing with high-ranking officials.”
“Eliminating a few intermediaries and minor lackeys will not attract too much attention or anger from the governor’s administration. However, once the line is crossed and the very top of the state apparatus is attacked, all officials will unite against us.”
“If the Blackwood family wants to continue growing, we must win over every person and force that can be won over, rather than creating enemies at every step!”
Dealing with Chief of Security Howell was not a simple task.
He was one of the six most influential people in the governor’s administration and controlled all police forces in Canada.
In terms of the amount of armed power under his control, he was second only to Governor Minto.
Aron thought for a while and concluded that they should first deal with the more immediate threat—the director general of the tax administration.
“Take ten thousand pounds and travel to Ottawa. You must win the director general of the tax administration over to our side.”
“I will send Nathan Cole with you. He is the best at sneaking and assassinations. If bribery fails, have him intimidate the man.”
“Those cowardly officials may not be overly impressed by ten thousand pounds, but they are much more afraid of the possibility of losing their lives!”
Charles accepted the order and left.
Along with him went a thin, short man of completely average appearance, whom no one would even notice standing in the middle of a crowd.
After finishing those matters, Aron began training.
Eight Brocades, Five Elements Boxing, and Golden Bell Body of the Thirteen Guardians—he performed every exercise his grandfather had taught him with extreme care.
Training was like sailing upstream.
If you did not advance, you began to fall behind, so there was no room for relaxation.
Before his children were born, Aron intended to gradually and steadily develop his worldly power.
As for supernatural forces, he currently had James and Victor, which was enough for now to deal with ordinary crises.
Thanks to his extraordinary self-healing ability, James had already reached the level of Hidden Force in Five Elements Boxing.
Victor’s nature was too violent, and he still needed time to restrain it.
Until he became completely obedient, Aron had no intention of helping him awaken his mutant ability.
Because of that, although he naturally had a stronger body than James, he lagged behind him in practicing Five Elements Boxing.
It took him more than a month to reach the level of Open Force.
Aron found some time to visit Jenny.
Her belly had already become slightly rounded, and he believed it would not be long before she gave birth.
Pregnant women were very sensitive, so Aron comforted and encouraged her several times before leaving.
After that, he visited Alice, but unexpectedly found Catherine and Angela with her as well.
The three of them were quietly talking in the room, as though they had already become close friends.
Aron talked with them for a while, then left.
After all, his true goal was to become stronger.
He could not spend too much time on women.
The miniature star in his brain was obviously more focused on energy, so the improvement to his physical body was not particularly great.
His current physical strength and endurance were approximately equal to Captain America’s after receiving the Super-Soldier Serum.
If he wanted to advance further, raising his martial arts to a higher level again was probably a good choice.
In his previous life, he had already gone through such training, so in this life it should not take him too much time to reach his former level again.
According to Aron’s estimate, before his women gave birth to their children, he could return to the level of Transformed Force once again.
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The days passed one after another.
Hundreds of slaves on the farms and pastures worked hard sowing seeds under the overseers’ whips.
New products developed in the military factories and laboratories received approval from the governor’s administration, and demand for them in several of Canada’s largest cities far exceeded supply.
The pharmaceutical factory and company Aron had long wanted to purchase were finally successfully acquired after Charles established good relations with the director general of the tax administration.
With the right connections in government, every business became much easier.
That was a truth that applied everywhere.
During that period, old Mr.
Howlett sent a letter expressing his desire to see his grandson.
Aron therefore took James and Victor for a visit, and along the way they also collected the body of Victor’s father, Thomas.
John had not later killed him in a fit of rage.
Thomas, trying to drown his worries in alcohol, had died of poisoning.
Victor was as silent as a mountain that day.
Carrying Thomas’s body on his shoulders, he walked quickly into a narrow valley.
When he reached the rocky shore, he threw the body from his shoulder and, without saying a word, began moving stones with his bare hands.
James tried to approach and help him, but Victor pushed him away.
With bare hands of flesh and blood, he dug a large pit in the rocky ground, then placed the body inside it.
His fingers and palms were covered in blood.
After filling in the grave, Victor found a large boulder nearby and dragged it with all his strength to the mound.
“Victor, don’t be like this. Thomas…”
James managed to say only half a sentence before falling silent under Victor’s murderous gaze.
“He deserved to die. I’m not sad! When he was drunk, he accidentally killed my mother. So your words of comfort, James, sound like an insult!”
“If you do that again, I’ll kill you!”
As he spoke, the nails on Victor’s hands imperceptibly lengthened.
With his mental senses, Aron felt a force inside Victor’s body that was very similar to James’s.
It was constantly growing and could break through its restraints and fully awaken at any moment.
It seemed that taming this wild Sabretooth had begun progressing much faster.