It was already getting late when Ian finally found where Ben had run off to.
G.S. Trading Export Limited Company’s rooftop was the last place anyone would have expected a mentally unstable Ben to appear at!
No one knew how Ben managed to walk tens of kilometers barefoot and alone to the office’s rooftop.
When Ian rushed up to the rooftop, he was met with Ben sitting on the railing, dangling his feet in the air. The ground was tens of meters under his feet.
The sight had Ian’s heart lurching to his throat.
“Benny! Come down from there!”
Ian yelled.
Ben turned around to see Ian and smiled dumbly. “Hey. Come and play with me, come and play.”
Ian’s heart hurt as he looked at Ben who was now dirty and unkempt everywhere since he had walked his way here. Ian’s hatred for Jasper reached the extreme.
“Come down first, Benny. Let’s go home, hmm?
“Don’t worry, Jasper, our enemy, won’t get to be arrogant for much longer. He’ll kneel before you and beg for forgiveness very soon!”
Ian spoke as he carefully approached Ben.
Initially somewhat calm, Ben’s expression immediately turned wretched at the sound of Jasper’s name. Crazed resentment and hatred flared in his eyes.
“Jasper! Jasper’s the devil! I want to kill Jasper! I want him dead!”
While Ben was agitated, Ian quickly dashed forward and grabbed his son’s waist tightly. He dragged him to safety.
Extremely triggered, Ben could not recognize anyone and began to scratch and claw all over Ian.
In a few minutes, after someone had finally come to pull Ben off him, Ian already had open wounds all over himself.
Ian panted and raised his hand to wipe the burning wounds on his face. He watched with anger and infuriation as a few people held Ben down as the man continued to struggle and shout.
“It’s all Jasper’s fault! Our family would never have to suffer like this if it weren’t for him!”
The hatred Ian harbored for Jasper was indescribable.
Just then, someone came over and whispered, “Let’s go downstairs first, Mr. Hull. We should send Young Master Hull to the hospital immediately considering his mental state.”
Ian clenched his jaw and got up to speak. However, he frowned as if he had thought of something and asked, “Where’s Derick? Why haven’t I seen him at all today?”
The person shook his head. “I don’t know. We haven’t seen Mr. Mallin since yesterday.”
Ian felt his heart thrum as an inexplicable feeling of unease appeared. He had someone call an ambulance while he dialed Derick’s number.
“Sorry, the number you have dialed is unavailable right now.”
The female automated intercept message fueled Ian’s unease.
“What the hell are you doing, Derick?!”
Forcefully suppressing the unease in his chest, Ian was about to exit the rooftop when he saw two employees run up to him frantically.
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