The Love that Never Really Dies

“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!”

sound convincing upon

misleading everyone by

returned to their senses and thought something

tricks to assert influence and dominance over them in order to protect

out the actual cause of Charles’ death. Nonetheless, he couldn’t allow Tiffany to make

again. On top of that, those affiliated with the White House had long thought of getting rid of the

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

affiliated with the army it

their thoughts, the spokesperson of the army announced Charles had

halt as the spokesperson warned the rest

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

hasn’t died a natural death—it was a homicide. The murderer made use of something to reduce the oxygen level and drove the deceased to his

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

wrath and asked, “What sort

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

dead silent as he knew there was nothing else the forensic

their meeting, he made his way back

middle of another drawing

disorder. He could no longer