“Your grandson, Jack, used underhanded means to render my wife unconscious. She has yet to regain her consciousness,” Lucian replied coldly with an expressionless look on his face.
Hector’s chest heaved as he began panting heavily all of a sudden. It got so bad that he looked as though he would stop breathing at any moment. Lucian frowned as he got up to pat Hector on the back before handing him a cup of warm water.
“I didn’t want to tell you about this at first, but you insisted on having us discuss this in front of you. I had no other choice.”
It took Hector a few minutes just to stop heaving. His eyes were filled with disbelief as he took the glass of water from Lucian. “Is there some kind of mistake? Jack would never do such a thing! This is impossible…”
“I wouldn’t have come here if I wasn’t sure that it was him,” Lucian replied. Hector fell silent once again.
Knowing Lucian, it’s true that he wouldn’t have shown up like this without being absolutely certain. That means Jack really is the one who did this!
Right when the atmosphere in the back garden was getting incredibly tense, they heard a commotion coming from the mansion’s entrance. The two of them turned around and saw Jack making his way toward them. “Hi, Grandpa. You wanted to see me?”
After greeting Hector, Jack casually turned toward Lucian and said, “Oh, what a surprise to see you here, Mr. Farwell.”
“Jack!” The look in Lucian’s eyes turned incredibly gloomy, when he saw Jack, and his body exuded an intense murderous aura. “Looks like you’re here to see me, Mr. Farwell. How may I help you?”
Those words had barely left Jack’s mouth when Lucian stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar. “Stop playing dumb with me! What have you done to Roxanne, huh? What the f*ck do you want?”
Jack arched an eyebrow in response and shifted his gaze toward Lucian’s hands as he asked, “Are you sure you want to take that tone with me, Mr. Farwell?”
As Jack had complete control over Roxanne’s life, he didn’t feel threatened by Lucian’s attitude in the slightest. He was confident that Lucian wouldn’t dare do anything to him.
Lucian tightened his grip on Jack’s collar as he yelled, “It’s funny you say that after what you’ve done to my wife! You’d better help her regain consciousness right now, or I will make you pay dearly!”
Jack pretended to be terrified for a few seconds before letting out a mocking chuckle. He then grabbed Lucian’s wrist and said, “Oh, please! She’s not your wife! I haven’t heard of you two getting remarried, so she’s just an ex- wife to you at best!”
Jack’s face clouded over when he saw that Lucian had no intention of letting go. “Also, I would be more mindful of my tone if I were you. If you keep threatening me like this, I might get so scared that I end up forgetting how to wake her up. Just so you know, I’m the only person in the world who knows how to do so.”
Lucian’s eyes were bloodshot as he glared furiously at the man before him. If looks could kill, he would have torn Jack to shreds in an instant. If I knew this was going to happen, I would’ve told Roxanne to stay away from Jack ever since Colby tried to hurt her!
Despite his burning anger, Lucian had no choice but to let go of Jack when he thought about Roxanne, who was still lying unconscious on the hospital bed.
Sure enough, Jack became a lot smugger when Lucian let go of his collar. “See? That wasn’t so hard, was it? Still, I am not very satisfied with your attitude, Mr. Farwell. As for Ms. Jarvis-
