The Epic Blind Date with My Boss novel Chapter 634

Chapter 634 Who Knows Who Will Win in the End

“Is that so? It seems he’s had rebellious thoughts for quite some time then. It will just be a small punishment-I won’t take his life,” Dexter spoke slowly, his words dripping with indifference while his icy gaze fixed on Wyatt. “Serve a few years in jail, then come out right. in time for retirement, perfect timing.”

Dexter recited out his potential path in life as casually as one would discuss what to have for dinner. The chilling certainty in his voice sent shivers down Wyatt’s spine.

Wyatt had been in this room for what felt like an eternity, pleading relentlessly to the man. before him, even resorting to kneeling and enduring humiliation. However, he still couldn’t change Dexter’s mind. Each attempt had chipped away at Wyatt’s once unyielding spirit, leaving only a shred of dignity behind.

“My father’s health is in poor condition, Dex,” Wyatt’s voice wavered, desperation seeping through. “Once he goes to jail, his life is over.”

The plea for compassion fell on deaf ears, and all Wyatt received in response was Dexter raising his gaze with a distant, detached expression.

“Dex…” Wyatt choked on his words.

Dexter retracted his leg, not bothering to look up again. “Go home. Don’t sacrifice yourself for someone like your father,” he uttered, his tone laced with a blend of disdain.

The implication was clear-Yanis’ destiny was decided no matter what they said. Dexter was resolute in sending Yanis to prison, showing no mercy.

Josie believed that Old Mr. Russell must have known about this and even agreed; otherwise, Wyatt wouldn’t have come here to plead so desperately for his father’s life.

“Is the jail time really going to be just for a few years?” Wyatt slumped to the ground, his voice filled with profound despair, his hopes shattered by Dexter’s heartlessness.

In the dimly lit room, Wyatt’s voice rang out again, trembling with disappointment, “I knew you pushed the Carter family over a cliff. I just didn’t expect that you wouldn’t even spare your own family.” As the weight of Dexter’s cruelty and indifference settled in, the room. seemed to grow colder, matching the chill in Wyatt’s heart.

Wyatt’s words were soft but carried a clarity that changed Dexter’s expression abruptly. He stared at Wyatt. “What did you say?” Dexter’s voice displayed a hint of disbelief.

“Arnold’s father is still in the Southern Wavery Prison, isn’t he? I doubt he will ever come out again in this lifetime,” Wyatt’s smile twisted into a sinister grin, and his bloodshot eyes glared. at Dexter with intense hatred. “No wonder Arnold hates you so much. I believe everything