Winnifred entered the main hall of the Jones' ancestral home, noticing that quite a few elders and the Jones Group's followers had come. She then saw a group that was encircled by the crowd.

Like the moon surrounded by stars, in the middle of the crowd sat Elizabeth and the glowing Jerome, on the side of her were Arlo and Milo.

The grand elder, who was pissed by Alban just moments ago, was now showing his loving care toward the twins.

"Who could imagine that these young masters belong to the Jones' bloodline! God is smiling on us. We finally have descendants!"

"Young masters, are you interested in working in...