The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine) novel Chapter 267

Swoosh!

A powerful swirl sounded.

Patrick did not move nor dodge.

However, Jack's fist stopped in front of him.

Then, it slowly dropped.

Jack's face was as cold as ice, and his deep eyes were churning with monstrous hostility.

"Why don't you hit me?"

Patrick smiled bitterly, incomparably sad, "I deserve to be beaten."

If the other were to see it, they would drop their jaws.

Patrick was the head of the Hughes family, the head of the world's wealth, yet he looked so depressed and discouraged.

"If I hit you, will mom come back?"

Jack turned around, looked towards the night view of TM Villa District, and muttered, "It's all in the past. One's eyes always have to look forward, don't they?"

Patrick was silent. His heart was overwhelmed with guilt.

He followed Madam Hughes' scheme to sharpen Jack.

But Samuel's collapse made him exceed the control of the situation.

It also indirectly led to the death of Sophie.

As if it was a knot in his heart, deadlocked in his heart.

In the beginning, he was unable to guarantee Jack and Sophie's lives, so he resolutely carried the reputation of abandoning his family and returned to the Hughes family.

But now, even though he was the head of the family, he still failed to keep the life of his beloved one.

Such frustration and guilt made even Patrick unable to let go of it.

But compared to Jack, he was better at suppressing and hiding this intense guilt and frustration, hiding it deep in his heart.

"Uncle Brown was the one you sent into the Black Hell back then, so why would he instead help me get out of the Black Hell?" Jack suddenly asked.

Patrick's eyes were deep, and he smiled profoundly.

"The Hughes family has complex factions. There was a successor in every faction. They compete with each other, and there is inevitably a feud gap. the enemy of the enemy is a friend."

The enemy of an enemy?

Jack's gaze flickered for a moment. His understanding of the Hughes family, after all, was too little.

The Hughes family was not like the rest of the wealthy families with ordinary succession that only passed on to the oldest descendants. If that were the case, it would be easy to understand the Hughes family clearly.

The Hughes family was competitive, and only the fittest could survive.

Perhaps, this was the reason why the Hughes family had always been on the top.

The family had always let the strongest person take control of the family.

Taking a deep breath, Jack did not continue to ask about the secrets in the Black Hell.

He turned his head and looked at Patrick, "Dad, just tell me, can Madam Hughes be killed?"

The voice was icy cold, and the killing intent was overwhelming.

A week went by, and they were busy mourning Sophie’s death.

But Madam Hughes was still in the Hughes family, and if Patrick had the thought to kill her, he would have already done it.

"For the time being, I can't."

Patrick shook his head, and his eyes flashed with anger. He was suppressing the killing intent, "The Hughes family is not as simple as you think, she is an elder of the family for sure, but in the end, I just call her stepmother, if she can be killed, I would not suffer for more than twenty years."

"Okay!"

Jack dryly nodded his head. His voice was as cold as a knife, "Then I will destroy the Quinn family and pay tribute to my mom!"

The corners of Patrick's eyes gently twitched, and he did not show too much surprise.

All this was within his expectation.

It was only Jack's killing decisiveness that gave him a slight shock.

"Okay!"

Without more words, Patrick said, "Someone will have to be buried in this blood feud for your mother after all."

"Thank you."

Jack calmly said, turned around, and walked towards the stairs.

Patrick's body trembled for a moment.

Looking at the departing Jack, his face changed.

A word of thanks suddenly made him feel a little strange, and his heart was empty.

In the living room, Amber and the others were waiting quietly.