The old lady was overwhelmed with emotions, and her whole body shook. She couldn't help herself—her precious grandson was finally back.

"Grandma, I'm back. I'm sorry for making you worry."

"It's good that you're back. Come on in." The old lady quickly picked Donovan Taylor's hands up—this was something Finn Taylor had never experienced.

At the age of seven, Finn Taylor had tried to take her hand into his, but he had been scolded and slapped instead. The old lady even said that trying to hold her hand was no different from trying to drive her to her grave.

She was biased and unreasonable, yet nobody in the Taylor family dared to do anything about it. That was why her grandson—Donovan Taylor—was being pampered now.

There was a world of difference between how the brothers were treated.

"My precious grandson, where have you been? I've missed you so much."

Donovan Taylor kneeled down on the ground. "Grandma, it's my fault for making you worry."

He was a sweet-talker and knew how to charm Frida Cameron.

Seeing her grandson kneel down, Frida Cameron's heart ached. She quickly pulled him up. "Alright, it's all good now. Everyone knows that you're Master Peregrine now, but the Taylor family has sent you to the dark pool to train you. Even if anyone wants to take revenge on you, they'll go to the dark pool and make trouble for that piece of trash."

Donovan Taylor was anxious. "Grandma, it doesn't seem good for Finn to bear that responsibility for me."

Frida Cameron was heartened by his words. "I was right about you—you're too kind. However, you have to remember that you're different from him. Do you remember how I brought you both to a fortune teller when you were six? The fortune teller told me that you're a saint who would bring the Taylor family to greater heights while he's a demon who's only here to bring our family down."

"All these years, you've been so outstanding. You're only being hunted down now because other people are jealous of you. Take a look at him. He's been called a piece of trash and a matrilocal son-in-law all these years. The Taylor family is so lucky to have you but also unlucky to have a jinx like him."

Frida Cameron had always taken that fortune teller's words to heart. It was the latter's words that had sparked the differential treatment of the Taylor brothers.

"Grandma, can I still stay in Chicago?" Everyone thought that Donovan Taylor was in the dark pool now. It would definitely throw them off if he were to appear in Chicago now.

"No, Grandma will think of a way to kill that jinx. We'll then organize a grand funeral for him. We won't shortchange him for coming here. Once everyone is sure that he's dead, you can make your appearance." The moment the old lady saw Donovan Taylor, she had already thought of an idea: She was going to use Finn Taylor's death to return Donovan Taylor his freedom.

"Grandma, I want to go to San Francisco."

"San Francisco?" Frida Cameron pondered the possible consequences of her grandson heading to San Francisco. "Alright. You can go to San Francisco, but try to use his identity. Try not to get caught."

Of course, Donovan Taylor was nothing but obedient in front of his grandma. He wouldn't rebuke her no matter what she said.

But just then, Wendy Jensen and Maximus Brugel walked in.

Upon seeing her son, Wendy Jensen asked in surprise, "Finn, why are you back?"

But Maximus Brugel shook his head. "I'm afraid he isn't Finn Taylor."

Donovan Taylor glared at him. 'He's still biased toward Finn; he can see through me with just one glance. It seems like I can't keep him around, but Maximus Brugel has a special position in Peregrine Hall. It won't be easy to get rid of him.'

"Not Finn?" Wendy Jensen was a little confused, but she suddenly thought of a possibility. "You're Donovan?"

Donovan Taylor stood up. "Do you not care about me anymore, Mother? Why are you so shocked that I'm back?"

The entire Taylor family cared most about him, yet his mother had always chosen to take a neutral position.

This naturally annoyed Donovan Taylor, and that was why he had said that.

"Donovan, how can you speak to your mother like that?"

Maximus Brugel chided Donovan Taylor, but Frida Cameron came to his defense. "My grandson is right. You're not even acting like a mother, so why should your son respect you? Wendy Jensen, you should understand that Donovan is the Taylor family's only hope. Donovan is a gift from the heavens; the other one is just a jinx."

Maximus Brugel simply shook his head. "It was just a quack who said that he's a jinx. Why do you still hold onto that belief after so many years? It's been so many years. Haven't you seen all the good things Timothy has done and all the mistakes Donovan has committed?"

Frida Cameron hit her cane against the ground. "How dare you? Maximus Brugel, the Taylor family respects you, but that doesn't mean that you can let your mouth run loose here. You're in no place to scold my precious grandson."

'Precious grandson.' Maximus Brugel could only shake his head helplessly. 'There's nothing that will ever convince someone who's unwilling to see the truth.'

The next day, Donovan Taylor boarded a flight to San Francisco.

At that moment, Finn Taylor was still in the dark pool.

Today, they had received yet another newcomer in the room. His name was George Jones, nicknamed Batman.

Legend had it that he could fly. Of course, that was just a myth—there was no way humans could fly.

He was only here because of Finn Taylor.

"You're here?" Finn Taylor glanced at George Jones, who quickly bowed to the former.

George Jones was the former's subordinate as well. He was here to bring Finn Taylor out of this place.

It wasn't exactly false that he could fly. He had advanced martial arts skills, but even that was enough to help Finn Taylor leave this place.

"Boss, I have some news."

Finn Taylor nodded before waving his hand at the others in the room.

They all headed to the bathroom. They knew that Finn Taylor was discussing some confidential matters with the newcomer.

They would simply be asking for a beating if they were to remain there.

The bathroom in the dark pool was downright filthy, and the stench was unbearable when dozens of them stood there together. However, they had no other choice.

"Boss, Donovan Taylor is back."

"Huh?"

'That's a shocking piece of news. He's been in hiding for such a long time, and he's finally back just because I'm in the dark pool now?'

"Boss, I saw him heading for the airport before I was caught, but I don't know where he's flying to."

The moment he heard that, Finn Taylor felt his heart leap out of his chest. He thought of only one place—San Francisco!