“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!”

upon another thought! Otherwise, we can’t pride ourselves as one of

misleading everyone by playing with our

to their senses and thought something was wrong

were merely one of Jonathan’s many tricks to assert influence

his fair share of doubts and couldn’t figure out the actual cause of

those affiliated

were to spiral out of control, Alfred would make something up and weaken the power

to assure those affiliated

after gathering their thoughts, the spokesperson of the army

was finally brought to an abrupt halt as the spokesperson

way back with Charles’ corpse, he acquired the aid of a renowned forensic specialist to carry on

“Sir, the deceased hasn’t died a natural death—it was a homicide. The murderer made use

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

he suppressed his wrath and asked, “What sort of thing are

that it’s some sort of chemical substance. I need to

was nothing else the forensic specialist

he made his

middle of another drawing session at the bottom of

after he was diagnosed with a multiple personality disorder. He could no

started indulging himself in things his usual self wouldn’t appreciate

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