The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine) novel Chapter 659

The time had finally arrived…

On hearing, Patrick stopped fiddling with the cigarette in his fingers. He had been waiting for this moment. As the head of the family, he could not reveal his intentions to the rest of the power holders of the Hughes family before Jack arrived. Things would start to get dicey as soon as he expressed his thoughts. If he had expressed his intentions before Jack came, the rest of them would be prepared and gang up to act against them!

Madam Hughes and Carter grinned and their eyes lit up at the same time.

In the meeting hall, Archer and the rest of them exchanged looks. They didn’t know the deeper reasons for Jack’s arrival other than this event was rather abrupt. Why did this bastard… come so suddenly?

“Where is he?” Patrick asked.

The servant answered respectfully, “Young master Jack had gone to look for master George.”

Kaboom! It was as if a loud boom rocked Patrick’s mind blank. But it lasted barely a second.

Then he immediately came to his senses and then demanded sternly, “Why didn’t he come directly to see me now that he is here?” His voice was thunderous.

Archer and the rest exchanged looks in surprise and none of them knew why Patrick was so furious. Even Madam Hughes and Carter looked curiously at each other. At this moment, their happiness at what was happening was written all over their faces.

Jack… had done marvelously!

“Madam Hughes will take over this meeting. I’ll go and see what my son is up to!” Patrick flicked off his cigarette and stormed out of the meeting hall, leaving the rest guessing.

After he walked out of the meeting hall, Patrick increased his pace and then broke out into a run towards where George was. His anxiety stunned all the servants who saw him. The head of the family had always been steady as a rock and had never displayed any of such emotions.

Patrick didn’t care about these and just continued to run as he started to perspire.

‘Jack, why don’t you give your dad a chance to eliminate your foes?’ Patrick thought.

He knew that Jack was determined to kill George. Jack’s wife and close friend had almost died in George’s hands. This was enough to cause any man to rage violently.

There was nothing that Patrick could do with Jack’s arrival but Patrick hoped that when Jack came back to the Hughes residence, he would at look for him first. At least in this manner, they would have a chance to work things out.

In addition, if Jack went to see Patrick first, Patrick was able to guarantee that he could protect Jack even if Jack was to kill George.

But now all these were too sudden! It was so sudden that Patrick’s heart almost jumped out of him.

The “Kill Declaration” was delivered and now death was heading towards George. There was no fear of the Hughes family. He did not even consider seeing his father first.

Ruthlessly eliminate… and it was time to kill.

‘Jack, wait for me. Wait for dad, don’t be impulsive…’ Patrick ran frantically as he clenched his teeth. He was in deep thoughts as he focused intently. He clenched his fists until they crackled.

“Furthermore, only a few of us know that it was he who issued the Kill Declaration. Most of the Hughes family do not know that. The level of alertness and protection at night would not be as strong as during the day.”

“Even I would pick a time late in the night to attack. Perhaps the most ideal time would be three to four in the morning.” Killian analyzed thoughtfully as George nodded in agreement. George now looked at Killian with admiration. It was indeed true that it would be ideal to launch an attack between three and four in the morning. That was the time when most people would feel the most tired.

Huff…

It was autumn and the morning breeze was cold. The breeze scattered the fallen leaves all over the courtyard.

George tightened his clothes around him and then muttered, “In that case, then we’d better prepare ourselves. We’ll capitalize the opportunity to slaughter that bastard.”

Huff…

The morning breeze was cold outside the courtyard and fallen leaves scattered around the compound. Normally, the servants would start to sweep the compound before daybreak. But this morning no one was sweeping the grounds!

It was gloomy as the breeze continued to blow. The leaves continued to fall and scatter about in the wind. The servants were all focused on protecting the place when they heard, “Crackle… crackle…”

The wheelchair rolled over the fallen leaves and sounds of the dry leaves being crushed could be heard. Jack sat on the wheelchair as he wheeled himself amidst the falling leaves. His eyes were fierce as they fixated on the courtyard surrounded by guards.

He raised his head to look at the falling leaves and smiled. The autumn wind was killing so many leaves… and lives!