Having taken over the entirety of the Wilson family's industries and combined them with those of the Charles family in her possession， Lola's prestige within the family reached an unparalleled zenith.

  Her two brothers vanished without a trace thereafter， and their fates remained uncertain， whether alive or dead.

  Presumably， they could never have fathomed that this sister they had held in contempt harbored such formidable ambition and guile.

  To be candid， Aiden couldn't help but feel a modicum of admiration for his grandmother's deeds.

  As a successful female entrepreneur， she was eminently worthy of the position of family head.

  Over the past dozen years， Aiden had encountered numerous attempts to test him. Some sought to incite discord， promising to support him in various ways and goading him into confrontation with Lisa and her two children. Others resorted to temptation， offering him certain inducements in exchange for stealing something from the family.

  Regardless of the authenticity or duplicity of these overtures， Aiden consistently adhered to one strategy: feigning timidity and docility， and resolutely declining all such proposals. If anyone dared to approach him， he would promptly report the matter to the family and expose them.

  He harbored grand plans in his heart and disdained to engage in such petty machinations with these insignificant individuals.

  They arrived.

  Gazing at the imposing main castle and the uniformly - standing guards at the entrance， Aiden reined in his wandering thoughts.

  Entering the interior， on the resplendent main seat， a woman attired in a magnificent magic robe sat in quiet repose， her eyes closed.

  Despite her advanced years， the woman was well - preserved. A dazzling star - shaped crown adorned her head， and an air of natural nobility emanated from her.

  Having escorted Aiden there， Marcia took her place behind Lola.

  "Greetings， Grandmother，" Aiden greeted her with his customary deference.

  "I've heard you intend to pursue your studies elsewhere?"

  As she spoke， her eyes opened wide， glinting with a piercing light， exuding an inherent authority even without a show of anger.

  With the opening of her eyes， a highly aggressive aura surged towards Aiden.

  Lola was not only the head of the family here but also a formidable five - star mage.

  Confronted with this imposing presence， Aiden hastily retreated two steps， lowered his head， and even feigned wiping non - existent cold sweat from his forehead.

  His act of feigning panic and timidity was thoroughly convincing.

  Sure enough， upon witnessing the illegitimate grandson's demeanor， a flicker of dissatisfaction crossed Lola's eyes.

  At best， he was merely a timid and incompetent individual with a modicum of petty shrewdness.

  Upon learning of Aiden's plan to depart， Lola had been preoccupied with another matter.

  Gina， the niece of her younger daughter - in - law， whose parents had both passed away， was now residing in their family.

  These details were of little consequence. What was significant was that this young girl had passed the Spiritual Awakening Ceremony yesterday and become a Beast Tamer.

  The term "Beast Tamer" even piqued the interest of Lola， who was known for her composed demeanor.

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  Although the family had invested in two Beast Tamers， they were merely in a cooperative and hired relationship. Gina， being half - family， commanded a different level of closeness.

  Her two grandchildren were somewhat disappointing; one was a Martial Master， and the other a Mage.

  The illegitimate grandson standing before her was an extreme failure in every sense.

  Therefore， Lola resolved that， regardless of the resources required， she would bind Gina to the Wilson family's grand enterprise.

  Contemplating the black - haired youth with no aptitude for the original spirit before her， Lola curled her lips in disdain.

  Lola was well - aware that her husband had secretly provided Aiden with a cultivation technique.

  In this family， Lola had eyes and ears everywhere; few matters could elude her notice.

  Although this black - haired youth was virtually an invisible figure within the family， had he succeeded in the Spiritual Awakening Ceremony， he might have been of some use.

  However， to her dismay， he turned out to be an original - spirit insulator， an abysmal failure.

  "Y - yes， Grandmother，" Aiden stammered， his flustered demeanor causing Lola's brows to furrow even deeper， and an inexplicable sense of revulsion welled up in her heart.

  Sixteen years， and she had essentially raised a good - for - nothing.

  "Jesvin， Jesvin， if it weren't for you， I would never have kept him here. Alas， this grandson of yours fails to bring you any honor."

  With a sigh in her heart， Lola's eyes drooped slightly; she couldn't even bear to glance at the youth below.

  "Go then. If you thrive outside， there's no need to return."

  Although the words "no need to return" were the same， their implications were worlds apart.

  The grandfather's intention was genuinely for the well - being of his grandson， while the grandmother's sentiment was that he simply didn't deserve to remain in this family.

  Aiden paid no heed to his grandmother's reaction; inwardly， he was elated.

  It worked!

  "Furthermore， you are prohibited from claiming to be a member of the Wilson family outside. If I discover that you are exploiting the family's prestige for personal gain， I will ensure that you suffer a fate worse than death!"

  Lola's cold and stern gaze bore down; she was in no jest.

  "I understand，" Aiden replied hastily.

  Regarding this self - assured grandmother， Aiden thought she was overthinking.

  He was from the Charles family， never from the Wilson family. Aiden scorned to use the family's reputation as a shield.

  Having successfully deceived the most powerful figure in the family， Aiden heaved a sigh of relief.

  After the requisite farewells， he promptly turned and left the place.

  His hasty retreat disgusted Lola to no end.

  When acting， one must go all out. In the art of irritating others， Aiden， the seasoned hand， was a master.

  Hurrying back to his room to pack， Aiden suddenly noticed a small square box on the table.

  Beneath the box was a letter addressed to his grandfather.

  Allaying his concerns， Aiden first opened the letter. Reading the contents， he， who had lived two lives， felt a lump form in his throat.

  Carefully putting away the letter， Aiden took a deep breath to compose himself.

  The people in this family who now looked down upon him would later have to look up to him on their knees.

  He， Aiden， was no meek and compliant individual.

  He was a predator.

  And he had a voracious appetite.

  Opening the small square box， he found an exquisite storage ring inside.

  Such valuable items had long been in the possession of Arthur and Eva， but Aiden had never had access to such resources.

  He dripped a drop of blood to claim the ring.

  Inside the ring were some new clothes， provisions， and one million star coins.

  Star coins were the common currency of this continent.

  One million star coins were a mere trifle for the family， but for Aiden， it was a substantial sum of startup capital.

  At least he wouldn't have to concern himself with financial matters for the time being.

  Aiden deeply cherished this bond of kinship and kindness in his heart.

  After putting on the ring， there was little left to pack. Aiden changed into a new suit， locked the door behind him， and walked out of the room towards the outside of the castle.

  In the flower bed， a beautiful maiden was quietly engrossed in reading a book.

  The warm sunlight filtered through， butterflies flitted about， and birds chirped on the tree trunk. All was serene and idyllic.

  "You're Gina， aren't you?"

  The maiden looked up， and upon seeing the gentle and refined youth of the same age， she quickly closed the book， rose to her feet， and greeted him courteously， "Yes， I am. Hello， may I ask who you are?"

  The black - haired youth with glasses was familiar. Although she had seen him a few times and gleaned some fragments of information from her cousin， Gina still didn't know his name.

  "Me?"

  Aiden laughed with a hint of audacity.

  The black - haired youth before her slowly raised his arm and removed his glasses.

  The instant the glasses were taken off， his demeanor underwent a profound transformation.

  His eyes were as sharp as a falcon's， his brows as sharp as blades， his pupils as deep as an inky chasm， and his hair as bristly as steel.

  His body crackled as his slightly hunched back gradually straightened， and his torso stood as upright as a sturdy pine.

  His muscles bulged， slightly stretching the suit to a fuller form， and his entire figure seemed to have grown more robust.

  He shot up in height， approaching one meter eighty - five.

  "Merely an insignificant being，" he declared.