Chapter 757 Jackson’s Final Struggle
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Seeing this, Lilian shot out a silver needle emitting a blue light, which, infused with cold energy, pierced Jackson’s kneecap with lightning speed.
The man let out a horrible, sharp scream and collapsed directly to the floor.
Lilian walked over slowly and methodically. “Trying to run? Do you really think you can escape? After you harmed my mother, did you think I would let you live comfortably?”
Jackson tried to stand up, but he couldn’t put any strength into his legs. He exerted all his effort, but his legs wouldn’t move.
He looked at Lilian in terror. “What did you do to me? What did you do? Why can’t I feel my legs?”
Lilian smiled lazily. “Since you love running so much, of course, I gave you a gift you’ll never forget. Can you feel that chilling cold in your knees? That cold energy will destroy all the nerves in your knees, ensuring you spend the rest of your life confined to a wheelchair. You will live a life worse than death, tortured by pain. I hope, Mr. Philips, you won’t thank me too much for it.”
Jackson said with chilling malice, “Stop exaggerating! My medical talent might not be high, but I don’t believe anyone can instantly cause nerve necrosis.”
Lilian shrugged. “Believe it or not, it doesn’t matter. Just because you can’t do it doesn’t mean others can’t. You should know that there is always someone better, and there are heights beyond what you know.”
“No, I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it!” Jackson roared, constantly trying to lift his leg. But he couldn’t, and the more he tried, the heavier the fear became in his heart.
Lilian laughed mockingly. “Don’t bother. It’s useless. I promised you a gift you’d never forget, and it’s meant to last your lifetime. So, Mr. Philips, take your time. You have a lifetime to try.”
“How could you do this? How could you do this?” Jackson screamed in panic. “I am your uncle! Aren’t you afraid of divine punishment for doing this?”
sold “Divine punishment!” Lilian’s smile was scornful. “You weren’t afraid, so why should I be? When you your own sister, did you think about divine punishment? And don’t call yourself my uncle. I’m afraid my mother will come after me in the night.”
Merrick, supported by Eric, also walked over. He looked down at Jackson on the floor and said calmly, “Spending the rest of your life in a wheelchair–that’s acceptable. I will instruct the prison authorities to take good care of you.”
Jackson pleaded desperately, “Dad, don’t send me in! I beg you! I truly made a mistake!”
Merrick’s eyes held infinite sorrow.
“A mistake is a mistake, and a mistake requires deserved punishment. If I let you go unpunished, how will I ever face Catherine and your mother? I only hope that when you get out, you can live a decent life.”
He then instructed Eric, “Have someone take him away.”
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Chapter 757 Jackson’s Final Struggle
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