“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!”

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

misleading everyone

onlookers returned to their senses and thought something was wrong

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

and couldn’t figure out the actual cause of Charles’

those affiliated with the White

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

he had to assure those affiliated with the army

the spokesperson of the army announced

to an abrupt halt as the spokesperson warned the rest to stop spreading

acquired the aid

made use of something to reduce the oxygen

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

the end, he suppressed his wrath and asked,

“I’m not so sure at the moment, but it’s safe to assume that it’s some sort of chemical substance. I need to carry out a

knew there was nothing else

their meeting, he made his way back

another drawing session at the bottom of

disorder. He could no longer enjoy the things his usual self used to

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

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