If I hadn’t been reborn, such an innocent girl might soon have been brutally raped; if I hadn’t been reborn, in half a month, she would have perished, her fragrant life snuffed out, becoming a cold corpse that would never speak again!

“Emily Nash, for scheming against our family and my sister like this, no matter what your motive is, I will make sure you and your entire branch disappear from this world completely!”

Just thinking about how Emily Nash would target such an innocent sister made William Nash's eyes fill with a chilling coldness!

The Blood Prison Demon Lord, known as “blood as vast as the sea, mountains of corpses filling the prison,” did not earn his reputation for nothing. As long as I take action, I will never leave even the slightest hidden danger—be it a dog or a pig, I will not let it go!

This isn’t cruelty. After years of fighting the demon race, William Nash knew that if you wiped out an entire demon clan but left even a single dog, they would find out who did it through special means and take fierce revenge!

If you don’t pull out the roots when cutting weeds, they’ll grow again with the spring breeze!

Having experienced betrayal by his brothers and living two lifetimes, William Nash was even more ruthless than in his previous life!

“How much do you want to borrow? Our two branches have always been close, so I can still make the call for a thousand or eight hundred taels!” Emily Nash said with a smile.

The news of the punishment from the elders’ council could reach his sister, so how could Emily Nash, the young master of the Richard Nash branch, not know? So, although he sounded generous, he was actually blocking the way—he could approve a thousand or eight hundred, but his sister wanted to borrow ten thousand taels!

“I…” Sure enough, when Little Grace Nash heard this, her face turned even redder. She lowered her head and mumbled so softly even she could barely hear herself: “I want to borrow… ten thousand taels!”

“What? Ten thousand taels? You…” Emily Nash pretended to be shocked. “Xiaofeng, you know I’m just the young master, not the real head of the branch. I really don’t have the authority to lend ten thousand taels… How about this, if you’re in a hurry, I’ll go ask my father right now and get back to you!”

“I… I really need it now, so thank you, cousin Emily Nash!” Hearing that he would go ask Robert Nash, Little Grace Nash's dark eyes lit up, but thinking that he hadn’t even eaten yet and was about to go out, she looked apologetic.

“Hehe, it’s nothing. We’re both from fallen branches of the family, helping each other is only right!” Emily Nash chuckled, then turned to Samuel Foster. “But I’m sorry to Brother Foster today. I was supposed to keep you company…”

“No worries, you go take care of your business. Mine is just a small matter!” Samuel Foster smiled, showing none of the airs of a great family’s heir.

“All right then. Xiaofeng, you stay here and keep Brother Foster company for dinner. I’ll be right back!” Emily Nash arranged.

“I… all right!” Little Grace Nash wanted to refuse, but remembering he was doing this for her, her knuckles turned white from tension, yet she still sat down.

“Brother Foster, sorry about this. I’ll punish myself with a drink as an apology!” Emily Nash stood up and gave an order, “Pour the wine!”

Seeing how seamlessly the other party arranged everything, William Nash snorted coldly in his heart. As he held the wine pot, he gently twisted the lid to the right while pouring Emily Nash's cup, then twisted it to the left before pouring for Samuel Foster. Both movements were subtle, and with his experience from two lifetimes, he knew how to cover it up—no one in the private room noticed a thing.

According to what the steward said earlier, twisting to the right dispensed the aphrodisiac wine, while twisting to the left was safe. Disguised as the wine server, William Nash switched them—so you want to scheme against my sister? Then I’ll scheme against you, making you drink the aphrodisiac wine… heh heh!

After pouring, he saw Emily Nash sneak a glance at him, as if asking how it went. William Nash sneered inwardly but put on a look of success, winking.

“Haha, Brother Foster, I’ll drink first, you do as you please!” Seeing his “subordinate” confirm, Emily Nash was reassured, laughed heartily, and downed his wine in one gulp.

“Brother Nash, you’re too polite! I’ll finish mine too!” Samuel Foster had no idea about the scheming, thinking it was just brotherly affection, so he also finished his cup.

“Brother Foster, you’re straightforward. I’ll take my leave now!” Emily Nash gave a look, signaled to Manager John Nash and the others to leave, and when he reached William Nash, he ordered, “You stay here and serve Young Master Samuel Foster! If you neglect our honored guest, just see how I deal with you!”

With that, he left.

Leaving the “wine server” here was intentional on Emily Nash's part. For something like rape… you need a witness, right? And when the time comes, as long as the “wine server” is killed, it both proves his innocence and earns the other’s gratitude—two birds with one stone, why not?

“Yes!” Seeing his task was done, William Nash was considering whether to let the other go, but upon hearing this, he changed his mind and agreed.

Judging from Emily Nash's series of arrangements, this guy was extremely scheming. If he exposed him now, Samuel Foster probably wouldn’t believe it. With his current strength not enough to intimidate everyone, acting rashly could backfire. It would be better to use the opportunity while the other was gone to win Samuel Foster over!

“Xiaofeng, Brother Foster, you two enjoy your meal. I’ll be off!” Emily Nash turned and closed the door, a cold, confident smile curling at his lips.

According to his plan, everything was going perfectly. Now all he had to do was sit outside and wait for his plan to come to a flawless conclusion!