Reborn to Burn Them All novel Chapter 173

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Chapter 173

Chapter 173

Jonathan almost choked with anger again. “What the hell do you want?”

Sophia said, “You know the rules–pay up.”

Jonathan took a deep breath, looking at her face. Suddenly, he blurted out, “Is money really the only thing that links us?”

Sophia hooked a chair with her foot and sat down. “Jonathan, you never showed me any fatherly love, so how can you blame me for that now?”

“Fine. At least my other kids still love me as their dad. Where the hell are they now!

Jonathan was at a loss for words, his chest tight with anger he tried to hold back. He just closed his eyes, thinking that if he kept arguing, Sophia might literally be the death of him.

Sophia clicked her tongue in disgust. “Come on, Jonathan, everyone has their favorites–I get it. So you should try to understand me too.“.

She rolled her eyes, showing her disdain. “Why do you want me to respect you as a father? It’s disgusting.”

Jonathan held his chest, feeling it tighten until he couldn’t help but cough. Sophia pretended to be shocked. “Are you about to spit blood again? I knew you were weak, but I didn’t think you were this pathetic.”

Sophia sneered, “Your skill is actually pretty useful–next time someone messes with you, just spray blood at them. I bet no one will bother you again. Maybe you’ll even get some money out of it!”

Sophia burst out laughing. “I’m such a genius–this plan is perfect.”

Her words made things worse. Jonathan coughed hard a few times, then suddenly spat out blood.

“Jonathan!” Heather gasped, scared.

Sophia blinked, pretending innocence. “Oh, he actually spat blood.”

Wilbur thought, ‘Seriously? She was so mean. But that was satisfying.‘ Heather frantically pressed the call button for a doctor.

“I’m fine,” Jonathan said weakly, reaching out to stop Heather. He added, “Get out, Sophia.”

Sophia sneered and turned to leave. Jonathan looked weakly at Heather and said, “You too. I need to talk to Wilbur alone.”

Heather froze, feeling cold inside. She stepped out of the ward, worried she might upset him more. Sophia watched her out, leaving Wilbur inside.

Sophia said, “Why is Jonathan only keeping Wilbur there? Does he think he’s about to die and wants to say his last words?”

Heather’s head snapped toward her, eyes flashing with anger.

Sophia muttered to herself, “If he’s about to say his last words, he should at least call Sean in. Why keep only Wilbur? Jonathan’s getting more muddled as he gets older or is he really planning to give the Chandler Group to Wilbur?”

Heather clenched her trembling fists, clearly trying to hold back her feelings. But no matter how hard she tried, tears spilled down her cheeks.

Sophia pretended not to notice Heather’s distress. Instead of comforting her, she kept provoking her. “Heather, if Jonathan doesn’t mak him about Mireille, or do you want to do it?”

should I tell

Sophia sneered, “Since Jonathan already knows about Mireille, it’s only a matter of time before he finds out everything. You might as well confess yourself–maybe he’ll go easy on you for telling the truth.”

Heather shut her eyes, her teeth clenched as she bit her lip so hard it bled. She didn’t cry or scream; instead, her eyes flashed with a fierce, calm madness.

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Chapter 173

Sophia felt a wicked satisfaction–she had a pretty good idea why Jonathan kept Wilbur behind. She tiptoed to the hospital room door, prese against it, and then signaled to Heather.

Heather hesitated but finally walked over and did the same, pressing her ear to the door. Inside the hospital room, Wilbur watched Jonathan wood and asked, “Sure you don’t need a doctor?”

Jonathan looked deathly pale, his body weak. He managed a faint smile. “Wilbur, fm really glad you came to see me,” he said softly.

Jonathan looked at Wilbur with a fatherly look that made Wilbur’s skin crawl. ‘I just came to see if he has finally kicked the bucket, Wilbur thought disgustedly. The more Jonathan looked at Wilbur, the prouder he felt.

Only after Wilbur left the Chandler Group did Jonathan realize how different Sean was from Wilbur.

Jonathan started talking about the past with a sad face. “Back then, I was impulsive and did something I shouldn’t have done to your mom.”

Wilbur cut him off sharply, “Get some rest. I’m leaving.”

“Wilbur,” Jonathan called weakly, stopping him. “You hate me, don’t you?”

Wilbur clenched his fists. Of course he hated him. Jonathan ruined his mother’s life and caused her early death. But in Jonathan’s eyes, he was just being impulsive. That was ridiculous.

Jonathan saw his silence and understood. “Wilbur, I’ll make it up to you. Once things calm down, come back to Chandler Group,” he said. “You’re still my son. The future of Chandler Group depends on you and Sean.”

Wilbur let out a bitter, mocking laugh. “Make it up with what? Are you really going to give Chandler Group to me?” He looked at Jonathan with contempt

Wilbur said, “Jonathan, you think you’re so smart? You really believe you can just make empty promises and get me to work hard for Chandler Group? You’re disgusting.”