“Grandpa!”

Slap!

To everyone’s surprise, the infuriated Jonathan slapped Tiffany in the face, confusing those in the morgue, including Tiffany.

“Old Mr. Jadeson, what are you-”

“I’m so sorry, everyone! She’s merely making things up and accusing others! I hope none of you are taking her seriously!”

They thought they had been hearing things because the honorable man dismissed everything Tiffany brought up as soon as he showed up.

 

Covering her swollen cheek, Tiffany repeated herself at the top of her lungs, “I’m not making things up! It’s the truth-”

Unable to suppress his wrath anymore, Jonathan yelled at the young woman in the face, “What the hell do you mean it’s the truth? You don’t think others can easily infiltrate the military base, do you? Are you indicating he’s capable of teleporting to your father’s cell?”

 

He regretted doing her a favor and stopping others from taking her out. The thought of taking her out crossed his mind again. In fact, he wouldn’t hesitate to do so if he had a gun with him.

This fool is trying to bring upon the family’s undoing again!

Along with the onlookers, Tiffany was stunned due to Jonathan’s seemingly harsh remarks.

“Actually, it doesn’t make any sense since we’re in a heavily-guarded military base!”

us into believing those were the truth! It doesn’t really sound convincing upon another thought! Otherwise, we can’t pride ourselves as one of the most impregnable bases

the one misleading everyone by playing with

onlookers returned to their senses and thought something was

picking on Tiffany, but those were merely one of Jonathan’s many tricks to assert

of Charles’ death. Nonetheless,

of that, those affiliated with the White House had long thought of getting rid

to spiral out of control, Alfred would

had to assure those affiliated with the army it wasn’t a big

army

brought to an abrupt halt as

Charles’ corpse, he acquired the aid of a renowned forensic specialist

natural death—it was a homicide. The murderer made use of something to reduce the oxygen level and drove the deceased

by the actual cause of Charles’ death, Jonathan felt lightheaded in spite of foreseeing the outcome ever since quite

wrath and asked, “What sort of thing are we talking

assume that it’s some sort of chemical substance. I need to carry out a series of tests to figure out the combinations

there was nothing else the forensic specialist

their meeting, he made

in the middle of another drawing session

no longer the same after he was diagnosed with a multiple personality disorder. He could no longer enjoy the things his usual self

in things his usual

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