The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power novel Chapter 220

Ysabel sat down on the ground and began wailing as she slapped her thigh. "Ah, my accursed life! I went through so much to adopt a daughter in hopes that she would make a lot of money or marry into a wealthy family, but it is all ruined in your hands, you scumbag!"

"Enough! Stop crying!" Henry reprimanded her. "She shouldn't have been adopted in the first place. It was neither legal nor reasonable! You insisted she is some kind of business genius, and you even looked for connections and favors everywhere to get someone to adopt her! Look at how this ended up! Are you finally regretting your actions?!"

Clarence also laughed and added, "Exactly. Business genius, my *ss. My son was right. I am sure you had to sleep around to get Neveah to where it is today!"

"Uncle Clarence, you… How could you say such a thing..."

Reene couldn't believe that she was hearing such insulting words coming from her "relatives"!

"What? Don't have the guts to admit it?" Clarence scoffed. "With your strength alone, you really think it makes sense you build Neveah with just a few hundreds of thousands? Ha! Do you think we are stupid?"

"You—"

She was so angry that her chest heaved up and down, and she was about to argue again when Kingsley murmured, "Reene, don't waste your anger on such a person. You might as well ask him where that evil-tongued Alex is now!"

Clarence's proud face instantly turned ashen right after Kingsley said that.

"You punk! Do you really have to put salt on the wound before you are done?!"

Instead of answering, Kingsley chuckled. "What is wrong? Alex couldn't have been beaten to death by Young Master Andrew, could he?"

"Bullsh*t!" Clarence roared. "My son is still alive!"

Alex was indeed still living, but he was still unconscious after getting discharged from the intensive care unit to the normal ward.

The doctor had issued a notice of critical status which said that Alex would never be able to get up on his feet even if he were to survive.

Just the thought of it felt like a knife had been driven through Clarence's chest.

With the crisis the family was in, he couldn't even take time out to pay his son a visit!