Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 236

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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 236

Screech!

“Here we are!”

Larry smiles faintly at the taxi driver’s booming shout.

The taxi driver in his 60s had smiled brightly and welcomed him when Larry mentioned James Han’s mansion from the airport.

“Thank you. I arrived comfortably thanks to you.”

“Haha! Not at all! You’re a guest visiting that person’s mansion…”

The taxi driver’s expression becomes wistful.

“Thank you. For taking Mr. Han’s mansion away from that damn bastard.”

That alone made Larry, no, the person who bought the mansion, no different from a benefactor to Tacoma’s residents.

“I’ll pray that God’s blessings fill your future.”

“…I’ll also pray that God’s grace be with you, driver.”

“Hahaha!”

Larry gets out with the hearty laughter behind him and lights a cigarette while watching the departing taxi.

“He must have been a truly remarkable person.”

James Han, Johann’s great-grandfather.

“Garcia Martinez…”

Garcia, the loan shark that all of Tacoma’s citizens hate.

“I should get rid of him.”

This is a place Johann will visit occasionally in the future.

If he gets rid of Garcia, Tacoma’s citizens will welcome Johann even more. Brightening his child’s path was a parent’s duty.

Just as he nods and lights his cigarette.

Vrooom!

“Hm?”

Three black SUVs approaching toward him.

Larry’s expression hardens when he spots the face of the person sitting in the driver’s seat of the lead vehicle.

“That person is?”

It’s someone he knows. Someone he didn’t expect to meet here.

“Damn it.”

Click! Hiss!

As he lights his cigarette and takes a puff, the vehicles stop in front of him and people get out.

Bodyguards from the security team that exclusively protects the Jefferson family head.

Larry stands crookedly and watches his mother Melanie Jefferson and an old man getting out of the central vehicle.

The old man, Grayson Jefferson, also looks down at him coldly with a displeased face.

“What kind of manners did you learn to light a cigarette when you knew I was coming?”

“Where else would I learn them?”

“What did you say?!”

“I told you not to fight!”

“…Hmph!”

Larry looks at Melanie Jefferson, asking what’s going on.

Larry had sent the family portrait photo that Johann sent because he thought mother Melanie should know about it too.

“Why are you looking at me like that? You expected this to happen too, didn’t you?”

That Grayson would move the moment he saw that picture.

“No, you intended this situation, didn’t you?”

“…Tsk.”

“What are you babbling about? Whatever. What are you going to do about Ada? If you’re going to keep being that guy’s friend, just go on blind dates!”

“I’m forty-six years old and you’re still trying to control me?”

“So what? Aren’t you my child?”

“Oh, so I was a child after all?”

“Both of you stop! Is that all you have to say after meeting for the first time in 20 years?”

“That bastard turns my stomach inside out! Again after 20 years!”

“…Father really hasn’t changed at all. I’m an idiot for thinking you might have changed a little.”

The truth he faced at James Han’s villa.

He’s an idiot for thinking he might reconcile with his father upon learning that he and Johann were destined to be family, that their blood was originally connected.

“What did you say?!”

“Stop! Stop! Larry, you stop too!”

Larry clicks his tongue at Melanie’s sharp gaze and walks toward the closed gate, toward Rick who’s standing there conflicted about whether to open it or not.

“These are Johann’s grandfather and grandmother, Rick.”

“What grandfather.”

“Grayson Jefferson!”

“…Understood.”

They enter through the gate that Rick opens for them.

After walking for a while, Grayson sees traces of a bonfire in one corner of the garden and clicks his tongue.

“Tsk tsk tsk. Look at the state of this house. I can tell what kind of guy he is, I can tell.”

Smack!

“How dare you talk about my husband!”

Smack! Smack!

“Alright. I got it, I said I got it!”

As they enter the mansion like that, they freeze upon seeing the large family portrait on the second floor.

“…It really is Mother.”

“…”

“Honey?”

Grayson, who had been quietly staring at the family portrait, turns his head at Melanie’s call and looks down the corridor.

“When you see adults, you should come and greet them first. What are you doing?”

Grayson quietly stared at Johann, who was frozen in surprise.

“…Go change your clothes and come back.”

“No. I’ll greet them first.”

Emily, who had covered herself by hugging a blanket, walks toward them and bows her head.

“I’m Emily Sherman, who has a good relationship with Johann. My current attire isn’t appropriate, so I’d like to change clothes and greet you again. Would that be alright?”

“…Hoho. My grandson has met a girl who’s too good for him. Yes, do that, dear.”

“Thank you. See you later, Johann.”

“Yeah.”

After Emily leaves first, Johann approaches Grayson.

“Nice to meet you for the first time. I’m Johann Jefferson.”

“At least you seem to know your place.”

Seeing that he doesn’t immediately blurt out calling him grandfather, he seems to have some sense.

“Shut up! Get lost, Father. Sorry, Johann. I think I called that person for no reason. What are you doing! Get out of my son’s house!”

“Don’t do that, Larry.”

Johann waves his hand toward Larry and stares into Grayson’s eyes.

“You know that reacting to every word from someone who isn’t honest only makes Larry himself suffer.”

“…Pfft!”

Larry and Melanie urgently turn their heads at Grayson’s face contorting with anger.

“Who do you think you’re…”

“Follow me.”

Johann climbs the stairs to the second floor before Grayson can react, and just as Grayson opens his eyes wide and opens his mouth.

“Got you good, didn’t he?”

“…Tsk.”

His wife’s gaze telling him to be quiet since he’s done nothing good either.

Clicking his tongue, he climbs the stairs to the second floor and stands in front of the picture. He stares at Claudie Jefferson, his deceased mother, with trembling eyes.

Melanie speaks with moistened eyes.

“I’m seeing Mother’s youthful appearance like this when we don’t even have such photos at home.”

The old photographs and paintings that were said to have been lost in a sudden fire when Claudie Jefferson was around thirty.

“Father was said to have left behind so many photographs and paintings…”

“…It wasn’t a fire. She burned them herself.”

“…?!”

Everyone looks at Grayson in surprise.

Grayson recalls that day from long ago.

His mother’s actions after returning from somewhere for several days, gathering all the photographs and paintings that contained her face and setting them on fire.

His father’s bitter expression as he watched that scene.

“Then she gathered me, my older brother, and older sisters and declared. From now on, she was Jefferson, had always been Jefferson from the beginning.”

She told them to know that there was no past called Brooke.

He had never seen her so angry before, so he still remembers it vividly.

“Su-suddenly why?”

“…Do you know why Mother left behind so many photographs and paintings?”

It was to show them to her older sister May Brooke when she met her someday.

Who had saved her, who she loved, married, and gave birth to.

“It was to let her know that she had lived happily like this after parting with her sister, so she shouldn’t feel guilty.”

He remembers being annoyed and running away because Claudie Jefferson was always trying to take photographs and make paintings.

“Th-then could it be?”

“Probably…”

Everyone’s gaze turns to Johann.

“She must have thought she had passed away.”

“…What do you mean by that, daughter?”

Johann looks at Larry as Melanie’s eyes tremble.

“There was only one path to the villa. Right?”

“That’s right? Ah…!”

“Just like when they tried to capture and kill great-great-grandfather Kyungchul Han, they would have blocked the path and surrounded from the bottom of the mountain before going up.”

This isn’t speculation. It’s a fact confirmed through the library.

“Since they had already missed them once, they would have formed an even tighter siege.”

Then there was only one escape route.

The forest behind the house. The Rocky Mountains.

“Even now they advise not to enter the mountains, so what would it have been like then? Moreover, at that time May Han was pregnant with my grandfather.”

The two people who disappeared into the Rocky Mountains suddenly appeared in Tacoma.

“Without leaving any trace anywhere on the path from there to Tacoma.”

It was a journey that took several months.

“They would have had no choice but to think they had died.”

Because it’s impossible for ordinary people to live in the mountains for several months.

“And Grandmother must have realized then.”

Larry looks at Grayson.

“Grandfather’s consideration, that he deliberately didn’t send news.”

She must have felt powerless.

If only she had more power.

If only she had searched more actively.

“She must have taken revenge too.”

Not with her own power, but with Jefferson’s power, Grandfather’s power.

That’s why she would have felt the need for power even more, and that’s why she declared she would live as Jefferson.

“Saying she wasn’t the powerless Brooke.”

Burning all the paintings and photographs must have been an expression of that will.

And the most powerful mistress in Jefferson history was born, and Jefferson’s influence extended beyond California to the entire Western States.

Melanie furrows her brow.

“Don’t you notice any doubts there?”

As Larry said, it was the period when Jefferson’s influence extended to the entire Western States.

There’s no way the heterogeneous existence called James Han, a being who accumulated vast wealth as an Asian mixed-blood, wouldn’t have been caught in Jefferson’s sight.

“By then it must have been… after she had already passed away.”

Everyone’s eyes waver.

“Follow me.”

Johann leads them to the room on the second floor that receives the most sunlight.

“Oh my?”

The room was filled with photographs, paintings, and records.

Records of James Han and May Han, the two of them.

“If you look carefully, you’ll notice there’s no May Han in her forties anywhere here.”

Johann guides them to the painting where May Han appears to be at her oldest age.

With all my knowledge and skills, I couldn’t prevent my wife’s death. I am a powerless human being.

The words that filled James Han’s entire figure as he smiled beside May Han.

“…!”

“An accident, or an incurable disease.”

It was an incurable disease.

Leukemia.

“…Whew.”

Melanie and Larry cover their eyes and sigh.

What kind of trick of fate is this.

The two move their feet back to the family painting, and Johann and Grayson follow behind.

“It really is a trick of fate.”

Otherwise, there’s no way Mother Claudie’s appearance in her late teens, when she had just married Father Gray Jefferson, could remain in this painting.

James Han and May Brooke had found Claudie Jefferson before Jefferson found them.

“And seeing Mother’s happy appearance, they must have turned back.”

When they lost each other at the market, Claudie Jefferson was only 8 years old.

“Grandmother, no, the younger sister… might have thought she had forgotten her.”

“She would have.”

She couldn’t appear and disturb her heart for no reason. Not knowing that this was the only chance for the two sisters to meet.

If this isn’t called a trick of fate, then what would be called a trick of fate.

“Did Mother and your grandmother see this painting?”

“…Given Grandmother’s personality, she might have seen it.”

If it was Grandmother who had to see things through to the end once she was fixated on something, she would have definitely revealed herself to James Han and heard the story while looking at this painting.

That’s why she made such wistful and regretful expressions every time May Han was mentioned.

“Ah, my head hurts.”

I don’t know why everything is so complicated.

Melanie quietly looks at Emily who appears and listens attentively.

“Daughter, do you have something to drink?”

“Yes! Of course!”

“Let’s go. Let the men handle the complicated stories among themselves.”

Jefferson and Han, the connected bloodlines would have much to say to each other.

As Melanie and Emily leave like that, Johann looks at Grayson.

“Please tell me the truth.”

“…?!”

“During the period when Jefferson’s influence extended to the entire Western States, James Han, my great-grandfather, must have already established his position.”

In other words, he would have already been caught in Jefferson’s sight by then. Nevertheless, Claudie Jefferson only appeared after May Han’s death.

“Was it to protect them?”

Johann alternately looks at the painting and Grayson.

“Looking at it like this, the two of them really resembled each other a lot.”

That’s how people are. They naturally gravitate toward and feel more affection for children who resemble them.

Larry’s eyes widen, and Grayson closes his eyes.

“…Yes. That’s right.”

Grayson’s eyes become wet with regret.

“The next head of the Jefferson family is decided solely by the current head’s decision.”

The direct descendants who must compete endlessly to receive that choice.

“In that situation, your grandmother was particularly fond of me.”

The lady of the Jefferson house who could influence the head’s decision.

The lady with the most powerful influence in history.

“Even my name is Grayson.”

Grayson, meaning Gray’s son.

It was a name that Mother Claudie Jefferson pushed to have chosen.

Having heard the story up to that point, Larry realizes something and his eyes widen greatly.

“Don’t tell me Elder Uncle…?”

“That’s right. He harbored resentment about your grandmother pushing me as the successor.”

A petty person with no ability but too many desires.

An idiot who desperately claimed the head’s position was his by right as the eldest son.

“That bastard who resented your grandmother would have tried to take out his anger on May Han too.”

If Claudie Jefferson had tried to meet or bring May Han, there was a high possibility he would have tried to kill May Han to release his suppressed anger.

That’s why both Father Gray Jefferson and Mother Claudie Jefferson remained silent even after finding May Han.

Because they couldn’t bear to see their beloved child commit such treachery.

But they also couldn’t bring themselves to eliminate their beloved child.

“Wow, truly amazing. What an amazing! Jefferson family!”

“What do you know about the family!”

Larry, who left the family in his twenties. What Larry knows is only a small fraction.

“Is that so? Ha! Then among those great Jeffersons, how many are better than me now! How many people started with nothing and achieved as much as I have!”

“Do you think that measly money is everything!”

As Grayson and Larry’s voices grew louder, Johann spoke in a low voice.

“Not everything, but it can do a lot.”

“How dare you interrupt when adults are talking!”

Johann stares directly into Grayson’s angry eyes.

“You can turn the swarming hyenas into dogs. Just like the Jeffersons have always done.”

Like the Jeffersons who completed absolute power by luring with appetizing bait from behind the silver screen.

“If someone has done it, then it’s not impossible.”

So it’s nothing special either.

“…Hmph.”

As if his previous demeanor was a lie, Grayson’s expression settles. He looks Johann up and down and nods.

“You’re better than your father.”

Larry hurriedly blocks Johann’s path.

“Don’t think about using my son. Not if you don’t want to see me return to the family!”

Not if he doesn’t want to see the bloodbath over the succession.

“No, Larry. If you were going to threaten, you should have said you’d erase even the trace that Jefferson ever existed.”

Johann says with a twisted smile.

Both Grayson and Melanie are people who live for the family, who would do anything if it could make the family better.

And they clearly saw Larry’s return to the family as beneficial to the family.

Grayson twists his lips as if it’s the correct answer.

“Come visit anytime.”

Grayson glances at Johann one last time before turning around and leaving the mansion.

“Aren’t you going?!”

“I’m going! Well then, see you again later, Daughter.”

“Yes, Grandmother. Please be careful.”

As Melanie, who smiled warmly at Johann, follows Grayson out, Larry grinds his teeth.

“Never. You must never go, Johann.”

“I know.”

Even his visit would be used as a means of succession competition, to stimulate their sense of urgency.

“But that also means…”

“It also means I could become a kingmaker… Ha!”

A kingmaker who could make someone king, or completely overturn the board.

Father Grayson’s thought and intention was that there would be no loss either way.

“Really always makes people sick of it all.”

Now he knew for certain. He could never reconcile with his father.

“Anyway, I’ll handle this problem myself. And I’m sorry for not consulting you beforehand.”

He should have mentioned that Father Grayson might come.

“Yeah. Please be more careful from now on.”

“Sorry. I’m sorry, Emily.”

“It’s okay, Larry.”

“Forget it. There’s something more important.”

“Something important? More than this?”

“Yeah. It might be a discovery that could rewrite the history of the North American continent before America.”

John Meyer. It’s recorded in his diary.

“…What?”

Emily’s eyes also widened as she looked at Johann.

Vroooom!

“…He’s quite bold.”

“Are you more interested in your grandson than the son you’re meeting after 20 years?”

“What’s so endearing about a guy who raises his voice at his father after meeting him for the first time in 20 years.”

“So that’s why you were being so spiteful?”

It’s a son he’s meeting after twenty-odd years. Even with her husband’s dishonest personality, he must have had a lot to say.

“That guy deserves it! How much did I expect from that bastard!”

Larry, who looked exactly like him and was the most capable and talented among his children. The sense of betrayal he felt then will never disappear until he dies.

“Rather than changing the subject!”

“Leave them alone.”

Grayson’s face crumples.

“Don’t cause trouble for children who are living well. The other kids are also precious ones I bore in my womb.”

Melanie looks into Grayson’s eyes.

“I’m requesting this as the lady of Jefferson to the head of Jefferson.”

The authority of the lady established by the previous lady, Claudie Jefferson.

She expanded the authority to prevent anyone from experiencing the same tragedy as herself. It’s comparable to the head’s authority.

“Even without you scheming, he’s a child who will bring benefits to Jefferson on his own.”

How much benefit has already been brought?

“…There needs to be someone satisfactory!”

“It’s better than the Jefferson line ending.”

Johann’s roots are Han, not Jefferson.

Even though the bloodline continues, the roots are different, so the succession couldn’t be entrusted to Johann.

“One who has completely inherited his great-grandfather’s talent and abilities.”

Johann has inherited even the luck, to the point where it’s puzzling why she didn’t think of James Han when she first saw Johann.

“Can you stop a Han who was born riding the tide of the times?”

James Han was so capable that he would have become Jefferson’s greatest enemy if not for the relationship between May Han and Claudie Jefferson.

Even he couldn’t overcome the times and remained only in Tacoma, but now many things are different from then.

“Look. At just 18 years old, he has such wealth and honor. Is there any among our children who could do that?”

Starting from the same conditions, from bare ground, in just 7 years.

If they let them in, Jefferson’s blood would disappear, and only Han Clan blood would flow through the ages under the Jefferson name.

“Ugh!”

Grayson turns his head away sharply and mutters under his breath.

“…Still, they do seem to be living well.”

“Pfft!”

He really was a dishonest husband.

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