The Love that Never Really Dies

“What are you talking about?”

“Am I wrong? You only care about Uncle’s family. You’ve been treating me the same way you treated Dad. I can’t even give up the position and you wanted me dead. Isn’t this what you truly want?”

He was driven to a corner after all.

Despite being such a gentle and forgiving person, he was now collapsed on the floor, stroking his crippled leg. His handsome face was dotted with cold sweat and his cheeks were ghastly pale.

All that was left on his face was a twisted look of hatred and menace.

Jonathan paled.

He was so furious that his veins throbbed and his eyes turned bloodshot. However, pointing at Devin, he trembled uncontrollably, unable to say a single word.

Little did he expect his obedient grandson to develop such a huge misunderstanding. Did I do something wrong this time?

Jonathan’s chest heaved as he breathed heavily. Fury and sorrow surged through him. His body wavered before he lost grip of the chair in front of him.

Crash!

The chair fell onto the floor.

Devin was surprised.

Mark, had their ears perked up. When they heard

What’s going on?

responsibility your uncle has to shoulder despite enjoying all that?

pause, he continued, “Also, I have no idea where you got your information from, saying that I want you to give up your position. Listen up! Ever since I entrusted the Jadesons’ future to you, I’ve never

last sentence out while tears welled up

his

never thought of replacing

the moment he came. Everyone in the White House and Jadeborough

he never thought

wondered if he

ever think of escaping from it, you b*stard!” Jonathan yelled again. His body swayed before he collapsed onto the chair behind him, tears

Devin was speechless.

his life, he had never shed a single tear no matter the circumstances, yet tears were gushing out of

not

had always thought that everyone disliked him, just like his

the one always doted

we’ve made everything clear, it’s time for

joy of

What?