The Love that Never Really Dies

The Love That Never Really Dies Chapter 877

His head was bowed as he laughed, his husky chortles sounding as sharp as a knife.

“So, he’s just protecting himself after all?”

“You…”

“Horton Clint, listen up. If he really wants to know everything, he should come and see me personally. Not like now, when all he does is send a few dogs like you to come and tempt or force me. You get me?”

Baylor had clearly lost all patience, his disdain and disinterest obvious in his eyes.

Horton immediately turned stony-faced.

How dare this kid call me a dog?

He shot up and snapped, “Baylor, watch your words! I’m just here to offer you a word of advice since I watched you grow up. How dare you say those things to me? Do you know what it means if your father were to come here?”

Baylor sniggered but offered no response.

What would it mean?

Death, of course!

However, he keeps sending these watchdogs to talk to me. Does that mean I won’t have to die if I confess?

This was all a huge joke to Baylor.

commotion both in and out of the White House, Alfred had no choice but

very cultured and

all to see under his pleasant smile. This

was the air of

here now. Spill

glared coldly at his son, who was still huddled

moved slightly and slowly opened his

limits. He was already terminally ill, so how could

finally appeared. With a slight twitch of his lips, he mustered every bit of his energy

and decided

displeasure in his

stalling and

not sustain that for long because doing so irritated that injured

and forced the bitter

right, let me tell you the truth. All that I have

are you talking

arranged secretly in order to reduce the power of the Jadesons. From the forceful

were possessed, he sat staring at his father and suddenly laughed as he

he had been

get rid of the Jadesons, he had never brought this up to anybody all these years. He had thought that this was

that he was the one who had completed all the tasks that he had

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