“Of course I’m scared.”
Even though Jasper said that, he did not look scared at all.
“Why don’t you do it now, Mr. Atticus? You have so many people out there. You only need to say a word and then I’ll die on the spot.”
Fabian looked at Jasper and smirked, “Interesting.”
Jasper strode to a chair beside the bed and sat down. Then, he took out an apple and started peeling it naturally.
He was like a normal caretaker as he lowered his head to look at the spinning apple and the apple skin that was growing longer and longer. Then, he said slowly, “Since you’re hurt, you have to rest more. You have to eat more fruits to replenish your vitamins. It’s good for the recovery of your wounds.”
Fabian frowned and looked at Jasper suspiciously. He started to look more impatient as well.
“Jasper, what are you trying to say?”
Jasper chuckled and said, “Are you getting impatient? This is not the Mr. Atticus I know.”
“What is your impression of me?” Fabian scoffed.
“I won’t say as steady as a mountain, but you wouldn’t be so easily frustrated. However, there’s no difference. You’re still someone I defeated.”
Jasper’s words clearly infuriated Fabian.
“Do you think you’ve won?” Fabian looked at Jasper with a mocking look.
“Judging from the timing of events, the time the fire started last night was also the same time I took down all of your positions on the Dow Jones Index.
“In other words, once you see your capital account when the Dow Jones market commences tonight, you will find a few red zeroes.”
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