Even After Death novel (Olivia and Ethan) novel Chapter 708

Chapter 708

Now that Jessica couldn’t speak, she glared at Ethan in disbelief. She hadn’t expected him to do that to

his stepmother!

“Jessi!” Kenneth hurriedly removed the napkin from her mouth.

Jessica wanted to whine in reflex, but Ethan’s cold gaze stopped her.

She then pointed at Darrell lying on the ground. “Save our son first.”

Kenneth knew that now was not the time to fight with Ethan. Darrell’s life was of utmost priority.

“Okay, stop crying.” Ethan let go of Jessica before striding toward Kelvin. “Let him go.”

Despite Kenneth’s forceful aura, Kelvin wasn’t working for Kenneth. So why would Kelvin listen to him? Besides, Kelvin was infuriated upon learning what Kenneth had done to the young Ethan. Not giving

Kenneth two punches was already Kelvin’s best mercy.

So Kelvin ignored Kenneth.

Kenneth’s expression turned gloomy, feeling that he wasn’t being respected again. “I told you to let go of

him. Are you deaf?”

Kelvin dug his ear while boldly looking at Kenneth. “Can’t do that without Mr. Ethan’s orders.”

“You have a death wish.” Kenneth angrily raised his hand, wanting to slap Kelvin in the face.

But Kelvin would never let Kenneth do as he wished, and he was happy that he had the chance to fight

back.

Kenneth exercised every day, but Kelvin was a trained special agent. Even though Kelvin was injured, he

could readily take Kenneth down.

Kelvin restrained Kenneth’s hands to the back and flashed a relaxed smile. “I have no choice, Mr.

Kenneth. Mr. Ethan has said the words. I can beat anyone up if they stop me. The first time is a warning.

Next time, I’ll do it for real.”

child, and inheritance right? We’re all grown-ups. We should be responsible for our choices. One can

never have everything in this world. You own the love you’re proud of but lose the power. That is fair.”

At that moment, over ten maids carried bags over from upstairs.

Harold waved his hand. “Leave, and do not return anymore. I’ll pretend that I don’t have a son like you.”

Kenneth stared at his old father.

He was no longer the vigorous figure who had caned him back then. He had repented his past actions. But it didn’t matter if they were right or wrong. There was no turning back for him. All he could do was to

move on.

There were so many things he wanted to say, but they ended up into something simple. “Take care, Dad.”

Jessica, who was unwilling to accept her defeat, grabbed Kenneth’s hand and shouted, “Hubby, this is our home. Why should we leave?”