“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.
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