A Night's Mistake: The Besotted CEO's Obsession novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151 

When Liam and Cynthia arrived, they couldn’t help but feel sorry for Jonathan. 

They put the flowers in their hands in front of the mourning hall and then stood outside to wait. 

At this time, Cameron, Vincent, and Queena also came. After offering flowers, Queens held Cynthia in her arms and felt sad 

They had been good friends since childhood and were close to Thomas. Thinking about the kind old man’s passing, everyone felt very sad. 

They were all silent in the yard. 

Soon, Thomas ashes would be moved to the cemetery. 

Jonathan got into the 

e car with Thomas‘ urn tightly in his arms, followed by the Frost family, Liam, and others. 

He placed the urn in the small plot, watching as it was gent 

as it was gently covered. 

After the ceremony, the Frost family left one after another. Jonathan was still at the tombstone 

He looked up at his friends, who were still with him. His voice tinged with weariness as he said, little longer 

You all 

back first. I want to stay with Grandpa a 

Hearing this, Queena said, “Jonathan, Mr. Frost is also our grandfather. We want to accompany him on his final journey too.” 

“That’s right, Jonathan. Mr. Frost watched us grow up, just like our own grandfathers,” Vincent added. 

Jonathan looked at his friends and suddenly felt a little ironic. The people from the Frost family seemed to care nothing about Thomas‘ death, as they had already disappeared right after the funeral. Meanwhile, his friends were still there, staying by his side. 

Jonathan was moved and said, “Okay. Let’s stay with Grandpa together” 

They stood there quiety. After a while, Jonathan finally stood up, “Well, it’s almost time. Let’s go back.” Then, he took the lead ΕΠ walk outside the cemetery. 

“Where are you going? Vincent asked. 

Jonathan looked at the rising moon, and a deep sternness flashed in his eyes. “I should do what I need to do,” he said. T 

Then, he drove away. 

Vincent was afraid that Jonathan would do something stupid and wanted to chase after him, but Liam stopped him and said, “Let him be. Some people should pay for what they did. 

Jonathan drove directly to Arvin’s house. 

At this time. Arvin was packing his luggage when the door of his house was kicked open 

Jonathan appeared at the door like a demon. He walked in slowly, no longer carrying the sunny demeanor he had before, and he looked terrifyingly gloomy. 

un away?” 

He looked at the half–packed luggage and sneered, “What? Do you want to run 

Sensing trouble, Arvin paused and looked at Jonathan alertly. “What do you want?” 

“Have you forgotten what you did a few days ago?” Jonathan kicked the luggage from the couch to the floor. “Dr. Parker may have a bad memory, but I remember it very well. You haven’t paid off your debts. How can you run away!” 

Hearing this, Arvin became vigilant, wondering if his plan to lead Thomas there that day had been discovered. Though nervous inside, he remained calm on the surface. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You slept with my woman that day, and I haven’t settled the score with you yet. Now you’re trying to shift the blame.” 

Jonathan suddenly smiled grimly, sending chills down the spine. “You seem to have misunderstood. I’m not here to argue with you today,” he said, then kicked Arvin in the stomach. 

Arvin was kicked to the ground, the pain so intense that he felt like his internal organs had shifted. When he finally regained his composure, his collar was pulled. 

A fruit knife appeared in Jonathan’s hand. He patted Arvin’s face heavily with it and said with red eyes, “I’m here today to drag you to hell.” 

Arvin looked down at the sharp knife and kept stepping back in fear. Jonathan, please calm down. We grew up as friends,” he pleaded. “Have you forgotten how good our relationship used to be!” 

Jonathan couldn’t restrain himself and slashed Arvin’s face with the knife, causing drops of blood to appear instantly. “Don’t fucking talk to me 

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about our relationship. If it weren’t for you, my grandfather wouldn’t have died like that? 

Arvin was shocked and quibbled, “Mr. Frost’s death has nothing to do with me. You can’t w 

I wrong me. 

“Wrong you!” Jonathan said coldly. “How dare you say you were wronged? Wasn’t it you who called my grandfather upstairs?” 

“I really didn’t. I was just caring about his health and gave him a few reminders, Arvin said. 

Jonathan didn’t want to listen to Arvin’s excuses anymore, so he stepped on Arvin’s slender hands. 

The leather shoes and the hard floor caused Arvin intense pain, making him break out in cold sweat. Jonathan, let go of me. You’re going to break my hand,” he pleaded urgently, the pain causing him to sweat profusely. 

But Jonathan grew increasingly frenzied, his expression showing extreme bloodlust, pressing down harder with his foot.