Chapter 580

The opulence of the scene left even the well-traveled Tarthy citizens gasping in awe. They wondered which wealthy scion's return had sparked such a frenzy.

And the most shocking was yet to come.

By the time the family arrived, a reinforced, bulletproof Rolls-Royce was already waiting.

Moments later, 18 helicopters rose into the sky. Two of them switched on massive searchlights, casting bright beams. The lights guided the grand, luxurious convoy toward the foothills of the famous Tarthy Mountain.

The remaining 16 helicopters scattered a shower of precious gifts. It was a grand celebration for the long-awaited return of the Lycan family's scion.

These gifts were of immense value, including cash and the latest smartphones. The Lycan family's wealth was evident from this display.

When the residents heard that over a dozen helicopters were dropping gifts from the sky to celebrate Jack's return, they grew excited. Excitement spread as they rushed outside, eager to grab the gifts falling from above.

Despite the bustling streets, the event proceeded smoothly, without traffic jams or chaos.

The organizers had anticipated every possible scenario. The helicopters avoided crowded areas, flying instead over regions where the gifts were most needed. This ensured more people could share in the joy of the Lycan scion's return.

The helicopters led the way as the convoy moved steadily forward. With a majestic presence, it ascended the mountain toward Lycan Estate.

Along the route, onlookers gasped and cheered at the sight of the helicopters and the lavish procession.

Yet, for most of Tarthy's lower-class citizens, the Lycan family's origins remained a mystery. They were simply captivated by the sheer grandeur of the welcoming ceremony.

The welcome ceremony was grand and extravagant beyond measure.

Off-duty journalists grabbed their cameras and rushed out, eager to capture the spectacle. Reporters from entertainment, gossip, finance, and current affairs alike didn't want to miss this rare event.

Sitting in the car, Jack was unaware of the uproar this grand welcome ceremony had caused in Tarthy.

All he could see were two helicopters leading the way ahead. Their powerful searchlights illuminated the faces of countless Tarthy citizens lining the streets. Even with their global perspective, they were still awestruck by this unprecedented spectacle.

Escorted by helicopters and numerous police cars, the Rolls-Royce at the center of it all arrived at Lycan Estate.

Along the way, Emily and Quintis kept pointing out how Tarthy had changed over the years. They also mentioned places Jack had known in his childhood, hoping to jog his memory.

Jack's memory was astonishingly sharp, and he vividly recalled his childhood. Seeing the familiar sights outside, a wave of emotion stirred within him.

The convoy came to a smooth stop at the entrance of Lycan Estate.

As soon as they stepped out of the car, Reginald took the lead. Over a hundred estate staff lined up to welcome them.

Upon seeing Jack, they called out in unison, "Welcome home, Mr. Jack."

Jack frowned, slightly uncomfortable with how they addressed him. However, Emily and Quintis were thoroughly pleased with the welcome ceremony.

Reginald respectfully escorted Jack and his family inside the estate.

This was his first time returning here after many years. The interior was as opulent as ever. Carefully arranged rock formations framed a crystal-clear lake that drew the eye. This lake was picturesque all year round.

His former room used to overlook the lake. In the summer, he could open the window and watch egrets drift across the water. The view was serene and enchanting.

He could see Tarthy's busiest ocean port from the other side of the window. Ships came and went across the shimmering sea. Fresh chapters posted on Find~Novel.net

These memories left Jack momentarily lost in thought. Everything from the past now seemed simultaneously distant and intimately close.