Chapter 92: You want to know?

"How can you still relax after the Deputy Head of the Supervisory Council issued an arrest warrant for you?" Sean asked.

Hans scratched his nose, even though it wasn’t itchy, then put Zahn down. "I’ve already taken care of Brandon’s arrival. You don’t need to worry, Kid..."

Sean stared at him for a few moments. "What about your business? You don’t intend to rely on my father and Kevin’s father to support you, do you?"

Zahn, who was standing beside Hans, immediately ran over to Sean.

"Sean, you won’t kick my father out of this residence if he goes bankrupt, will you?" Zahn asked, his eyes filled with worry.

"He also has to marry Mother. I don’t want Mother to send me to an orphanage. Even though his brain isn’t particularly useful, I’m sure he can still do something. For example, he could work as a cleaner in this residence or help out in the kitchen. You don’t have to pay him a salary," Zahn added timidly, afraid that Sean might actually kick Hans out and prevent the man from marrying Hana.

"I..." Zahn raised his chin confidently. "I’ll also pay for his living expenses in this residence. I’ll even conduct some new research to..."

Sean raised his hand and slowly massaged his temples.

"Zahn, you’re worrying too much about something unimportant."

He looked at Hans, who was now sitting comfortably on the sofa, then shook his head.

"Take care of this business of Dion Sexa’s first," Sean ordered. "It’s one of his crucial businesses. If he loses it, the Deputy Head of the Supervisory Council’s wish will truly come true."

Dion Sexa’s two secretaries looked at Sean admiringly before nodding.

In less than ten minutes, Sean had already determined which businesses needed to be saved and what methods should be used to save them.

As soon as Dion Sexa’s two secretaries left, Sean jumped down from Dion’s chair and walked toward the sofa in the sitting area.

Zahn followed behind Sean, behaving like his loyal follower.

Hans, who saw all of this, could only look at Zahn with concern.

"How can you be so relaxed? Do you even know which businesses need to be saved?" Sean asked. "Or is it that there’s actually no business you can save?"

Hans sighed and shifted his sitting position. "Do you think I’m that foolish?"

"Are you not?" Sean asked.

"Do you know why I destroyed my family’s business five years ago, right after Hana disappeared?"

Sean furrowed his brows but still shook his head.

"Aside from taking revenge on those who dared to drive Hana away from my side, I had also prepared many things to deal with a situation like this. I’m Hans Xin. I never do anything without a purpose."

Sean looked up at the man. "What things? What are they?"

Hans chuckled. "You want to know? Call me Father, and I’ll explain it to you."

Sean stared at him for a few moments.

"Father," he finally said.

Does calling him Father really mean that much? In the past, I also called Orland Father. Besides, whenever people chasing after Hana came to our rented house, I often called those men Father too, Sean thought, with his confusion clearly visible on his face.

Hans was stunned for a few moments before clearing his throat softly.

It seems I really have to prepare myself to acknowledge Hana’s children with those bastards as my own, Hans Xin thought.

Hans straightened his shirt and smiled broadly. He thought his smile looked warm, unaware that Zahn and Sean were looking at him as if they were staring at a fool.

"Why do you keep smiling like that?" Sean finally asked, unable to hold back any longer.

"I’ve contacted the Head of the Supervisory Council of the Melvin Continent to help me. Do you know what that means?"

"You contacted him? Do you have a close relationship with them?" Sean asked.

Zahn, standing beside him, looked at Hans suspiciously.

"Do you know that every regional ruler on the Melvin Continent has to distribute twenty percent of their shares to the public?"

Sean nodded. "Of course I know. I thought even a fool would know that."

Hans crossed his legs arrogantly and looked at Sean.

"Your father’s cunning doesn’t even come close to all the plans I’ve made."

"I know, I know," Sean interrupted. "Now, can you just get to the point?"

However, before Hans could answer, the sound of several helicopters could be heard overhead.

Sean turned when he saw Dion Sexa’s secretary hurrying toward them.

"What’s going on?"

"Young Master, the Vein family and the Deputy Head of the Supervisory Council’s men have surrounded this residence. Your master’s men are trying to stop them from entering, but they won’t be able to hold out much longer."

Sean got off the sofa and snorted, his chubby face scrunching up.

"Where is Mother?"

"We’re escorting Madam to the basement. Sir prepared that room a long time ago for situations like this. So, Young Master, please follow me. You cannot appear before them."

"No need," Sean replied, shaking his head. "What about the things I asked you to take care of?"

"Young Master..." Dion’s secretary continued trying to persuade Sean to follow him.

"Just tell him what he wants to hear," Hans cut in. "With me here, do you really think Hana’s children will die so easily?" he scoffed.

Looking at Hans, Dion’s secretary wanted to nod, but he didn’t dare.

"Seventy percent of all the business operations you asked us to protect are already being handled."

"What about the Hesh family?"

"Your grandmother, Madam Jesy, took care of them as soon as they arrived at this residence."

Sean nodded in satisfaction. "Let’s go see our other younger brother first," he said, pulling Zahn along, who was still standing obediently beside him.

When they arrived at the room where Kevin and Jexy were, they found that the two of them had already turned off all the computer screens in front of them.

"How did it go?" Sean asked.

"No problem. The problems caused by our three fathers have left no trace whatsoever," Kevin replied.

"Unless my teacher, who’s already dead, rises from the grave, no one will be able to recover all the data I’ve deleted," Jexy added.

Kevin turned to Jexy. "Does that mean Grandma won’t be able to recover all that data either?"

"No," Jexy replied. "I found the codes I used this time seven years ago. I haven’t even managed to study them further myself."

"Does that mean the problem Father Kevin hid from Mother seven years ago has also disappeared completely?" Sean asked.