Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson thought that these people who got out of the cars were the end of it. But in reality, this was just the beginning.

Shortly after that, cars started driving toward them one after another.

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Mercedes Benz and BMWs were the standard, while Bentleys and Ferraris were common. Last but not least, a Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared.

The car rolled to a stop as dozens of besuited and sunglasses-wearing bodyguards stood on both sides of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

The doors were slowly pushed open, and out walked a man. He was dressed formally and walked with a steady gait. "Ms. Larson, Master Sanders welcomes you."

Yvette Larson looked at the man with confusion in her eyes.

Finn Taylor gripped his wife's hand tightly, providing her with some warmth and comfort.

This man was William Sanders. To put it nicely, he was the adopted son of Grant Sanders, who was the Sanders family's head.

To put it bluntly, he was just the Sanders family's dog.

He used to be an orphan and was taken in by a Muay Thai Master because of his viciousness and brutality. While fighting in an underground fight club, he caught Grant Sanders's eye and was adopted. From then on, he became Grant Sanders's right-hand man, getting personally involved in all of the family's underhanded dealings.

Because he was physically strong and had the Sanders family's backing, nobody dared to get in his bad books.

After hearing Cassandra Campbell's words, Yvette Larson knew that the Sanders family would definitely find her sooner or later. It was just that she hadn't expected them to show up so quickly.

It was so quick that she wasn't the slightest bit prepared.

"Finn Taylor, hurry up and go home. Bring Mom and Dad to meet Grandpa and tell him about this."

Her grandpa, Joseph Larson, had the final say in the whole Larson family.

Yvette Larson felt that she had to let him know about this since he was the only one who could save her.

But Finn Taylor acted as though he hadn't heard his wife's words. He clutched her hand firmly with no intention of letting go.

He knew that he couldn't leave her now. He was a man and her husband at that. He had to face others and the future with his broad shoulders.

"Go on. It'll be too late if you don't leave now." Yvette Larson tried to struggle free from her spouse's grip, but it was too strong. She couldn't break free no matter how hard she tried.

In the end, she gave up and got into the car with her husband.

There were over 100 cars parked outside the hotel.

Within the hotel, the Landon family was still hosting the birthday party. It would be a lie to say that the Landon family didn't know what was going on.

Clarine Landon had wanted to leave the hotel several times, but she had been stopped by her mother.

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Inside the car.

Finn Taylor could obviously feel the sweat on his wife's palm.

This was fear—fear that came from the bottom of her soul. It was because the Sanders family was too scary.

The Larson family and Landon family were considered prominent families, but who would've guessed that these families used to be mere vassals of the Sanders family?

In that case, who knew how much worse the Sanders family could get?

The Sanders family's head, Grant Sanders, was a true piece of work. For his own benefits, he was capable of doing just about anything.

"Don't worry. I'm here."

Yvette Larson looked at Finn Taylor and forced a smile out. At that moment, she felt that her tense heart had finally relaxed a little.

It seemed as though her husband's presence was a comfort to her.

Even without Finn Taylor letting them know, the Larson family eventually found out about this incident.

While Cassandra Campbell was terribly unreasonable, Clarine Landon was not. Since her mother refused to let her go, she had no other choice.

As such, she made a call to Linda James and told her all that had happened.

Upon hearing Clarine Landon's words, Linda James collapsed on the floor.

Not knowing what had happened, Francis Larson asked, "What's wrong?"

"Let's go. Our daughter is in trouble. We have to find the Old Master."

"What happened?"

"Joshua Sanders is back. The Sanders family took our daughter."

Francis Larson felt his heart tense up, and unease coursed throughout his whole body. "It seems like the rumor is real. The Sanders family is trying to build up their power."

"Who cares about the rumor? We have to meet the Old Master!"

Very quickly, the couple arrived at the Old Master's residence.

Unfortunately, the Old Master was still sleeping.

No matter how much they said, Quince Larson refused to let the couple in.

But knowing that this was an exceptional situation, Francis Larson and his wife couldn't be bothered and simply shoved Quince Larson aside and rushed into the Old Master—Joseph Larson's bedroom.

Joseph Larson opened his eyes and flared up when he saw Francis Larson and his wife rushing in. "Francis Larson, what are you doing? I just kicked Quince Larson from his position and let Yvette helm the company. Are you trying to drive me to my death? Do you really think you'll be in charge of the Larson family once I'm not around?"

"Dad, I don't mean to do that. It's just that the situation is really urgent. The lives of the Larson family are at stake here, so I didn't have a choice."

Just then, Quince Larson rushed in, and his lips curled up. "Hehe, why don't you speak louder? The lives of the Larson family? Do you mean someone from your family died?"

"Quince Larson, you'd better watch your words. The Larson family should remain united now. If we waver and fall, your family won't do well either."

The Old Master, Joseph Larson, looked at Francis Larson. He understood his eldest son well. If nothing had happened, he would never say such a thing. It seems like trouble has indeed broken out.

"Francis, what happened?"

"Dad, Joshua Sanders is back in the country. The Sanders family kidnapped Yvette."

By the side, Quince Larson sneered. "I thought it was a major problem. It's just your family's problem. Why did you say that the whole Larson family was at stake?"

"Shut up."

Quince Larson was a little stunned by that furious roar.

His grandpa, Joseph Larson, had shouted at him! His grandpa was standing on the side of Yvette Larson's family!

"Go tell your second and third brothers… as well as Eleanor Larson and Quinn Larson to gather for a meeting."

Within ten minutes, Franklin Larson, Frederick Larson, Eleanor Larson, and Quinn Larson had arrived.

Apart from the eldest granddaughter, Yvette Larson—who had been kidnapped—and the late Freddie Larson, all the Larson family members were present at this meeting.

Joseph Larson walked down to see the Larson family's younger generations with tears in their eyes. "You're all here. I have something to tell all of you. This concerns the Larson family's survival, so you'd better listen carefully."

Everyone present understood the seriousness of this matter through Joseph Larson's tone, and nobody even dared to blink their eyes.

"Have a seat since you are all ready. Francis Larson, you should know best about this. Why don't you tell everyone about the Sanders family's shocking secret?"