Rise Of The White Dragon Chapter 97
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"Grandfather, is it okay if I lift that stone up a bit?" Luan pointed to the stone almost five meters in size and ten in width.
"Yes, but what is it for?" Saulo asked.
"I just want to demonstrate my strength, and it will also be the focus of the topic that I will talk about next," Luan replied.
Saulo paid attention to Luan, who was walking towards the big stone. In his mind, he believed that it would be incredible if Luan managed to lift one edge of the stone, even if only a little, but what he saw left him flabbergasted and speechless.
Luan placed only his left hand on the big stone and as if his hand were dragon's claws, he squeezed and his fingers sank into the stone. After doing so, he, with his superhuman strength, lifted the large stone with incredible ease. It wasn't just lifting one end of the stone, he lifted the stone completely.
Nilson Dimas, who had just woken up and cleaned up, was looking for his father and wanted him to bring justice to him. But then, he saw the vision of Luan, the nephew he envied so much, lift the big stone as if he were lifting a simple basketball. The shock this caused him him was so great that his mind was overloaded with fear, and he fell backward onto the floor with a silent sound of *Thud*, passing out again.
This interaction with Nilson Dimas was something calculated by Luan. He knew that Nilson was coming, and he wanted to scare him a little by doing this. In fact, the result was better than he had expected.
Seeing that his grandfather was surprised and there was no more room for doubt about his power, Luan lowered the stone, and purposely, he dropped it heavily when he was close to the ground.
*BOOM!*
A thunderous, shaking sound echoed the moment the stone fell to the ground. The guards on the spot and maids all came to see what was going on, and the moment they saw a curtain of dust, but saw, Ingrid simply waving a hand and all the dust that was going towards them was pushed away, they almost fell on their asses on the ground, due to the shock they took.
Luan returned to Saulo and said, "Grandfather, I believe this is enough for today to show how strong I am and that everything I showed you and said was not a lie. But know this: I'm not doing this to brag or anything. I just want to show my sincerity and also give three options regarding my mother's brother, Nilson."
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"I kind of knew that was why." Saulo sighed, looking very disappointed. It was not as if he did not know that his son followed a path of no return, and no matter how much he punished him, his worthless son always made the worst choices.
Saulo looked at the maids and guards and said, "You can all go back and pretend you haven't seen anything. And take Nilson back to his room."
"Yes!" They didn't dare to be slow. Their hearts were still beating very fast.
"Before saying what the options are, grandfather, you need to hear this," Luan said as soon as he saw the maids and guards leave, and opened the laptop again and pulled up the recording of Vincent Cont's conversation on the plane before it exploded.
["Kekeke. Soon there will be news about that," a man said with a hideous laugh.
"Stop laughing, your laugh makes me nauseous," another man said, "But it's true; it will be interesting to see that bitch and her bastard children die in an explosion."
"With all the money we have to wash, it will be a good use to buy the company's shares the moment they die," a woman said with a dismissive laugh.
"Yes, I just hope that we can trust Maira Dimas's brother," Vincent Cont's voice was heard again, and from what he said it was easy to know that he was talking about Nilson Dimas since Maira only had one brother.
"Don't worry, love, we have evidence that will make him collaborate with us." The woman who spoke earlier spoke again with her tone full of disdain.]
Luan stopped the audio. He saw that his grandfather's expression was not very good. If it had been anyone else, maybe he would have already screamed in anger. He squeezed his hands so tightly that his palm went white, pale.
"Speak what you have in mind." Saulo took a deep breath and calmed down as soon as he asked that question.
Luan said, showing one finger at a time until he reached the third finger, First option: take him out of Brazil and isolate him without being able to affect my life and my family. Second option: disinherit him and don't give him the right to inherit so he will have no more reasons or power to do anything. The last is an exit, which is perhaps the best option and at the same time not: this would be that you allow me to erase his memories from the moment he started obsessing about money. I know he wasn't always like that, so I imagine that by influence, or by greed, at some point in his life, Nilson got lost."
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"Erase his memories? Can you even do that?" Saulo knew that it was possible to do something like this, but it was difficult to do anything intentionally and without side effects, but the way Luan spoke of it, it didn't seem that this would be the case.
"Yes, I can. And it would not harm his physical health, maybe a little mentally, as he would lose many years of his memory," Luan explained.
"Luan, if you are really able to do what you say, I think the choice to erase 19 years from his memories is the best option," Saulo said, "It was about 18 years ago that he became greedy, 1 year before he met a girl who abandoned him saying that he could only count on the power of the family or something. I don't know all the details, but after he heard that from the girl he loved, he changed for the worse. Before he loved his sister Maira and always treated her very well. If it is possible to erase the memories he had with that woman, that would be ideal."
"Yes, it was more or less when Dad gave Nilson and me 200 million dollars to build our own businesses," Maira said:l, "I created Dimas Corporation and bought Petrobras' shares, and he barely managed to increase the value of his own inheritance. After that, my relationship with Nilson went from bad to worse. He didn't even speak to me and when he did, he said it was all my fault."
Saulo closed his eyes and said, "It was inevitable. He was jealous of you for doing so well, even after raising two children alone. Although you had maids helping you, you practically did what he had dreamed of doing. Maybe he wanted to turn it around and show what the girl from the Ramos Family missed, that she made a mistake in her decision, but he was not successful."
"Mom never told me about any of this before," Catharina said, "So that's why he has become so despicable. *Sigh*... And to think that he became like that because he was rejected by a woman. This is why I say that all men are fools."
"Hey, don't go around generalizing all men. Just because some do that; it doesn't mean that others do the same. In fact, have you heard of the 18 year old girl who killed her entire family, even her 2 year old little brother because her boyfriend said he hated her family? There is also the most recent case that appeared in the news of the woman who killed her three children because her boyfriend did not know that she had children, and she judged that her children were on the path to her happiness, so she killed them. If so, are all women equal to them?" Luan asked.
"Okay, I'm sorry, I was wrong," Catharina said with a forced laugh. She did know these two cases, and these were not the only women who had committed hateful crimes because of "love".
"There you go again," Maira sighed and said, "Don't mind them, Dad. They are always like that. "
"Haha! Don't worry! You and Nilson in your teens were even worse. I had to separate the fight from the two of you several times since you were like a dog and a cat. But at least..." Remembering that had made him very nostalgic, and mainly, with regrets, he believed that he should have raised his son better. At least at that time, despite fighting with Maira, they were normal sibling fights, not to the point of hating each other.
"Okay, dad. You don't have to continue." Maira blushed when she heard her father talk about her shameful stories.
"That's right. Going back to the previous topic." Saulo asked seriously, "Luan, can you do this, can you erase 19 years from Nilson's memory?"
"Yes, I can do that," Luan confirmed. Although it was necessary to use his spiritual power, he could do it in about 5 hours.
"It's alright. I'll let you do that. If things go on like this, it's only a matter of time before Nilson is killed." Saulo made his decision.
"So, let's start now. He's passed out anyway," Luan said, "This takes about 5 hours. It would be best to start now."
"What are we waiting for?" Saulo got up with Maira's help. "Let's do this now."
Luan took out a bottle of Base Building Pills and Blood Pill and gave it to Saulo. "Grandfather, before that, this is for you. Swallow it, and it will be able to help improve your physique and also increase your strength."
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