Chapter 419 Get the Lewis Company
Sean gazed in his direction.
Zezili remained as formidable as in his memory, exuding an aura of dominance and an air of disdain for all beings, regardless of the time.
Indeed…
It was that very look.
Zezili always regarded him with that same gaze, cool, tinged with criticism and mockery, as if he could never meet Zezili’s expectations.
No matter how well he performed, in Zezili’s eyes, it was never enough.
Whenever Sean laid eyes on Zezili, a shadow enveloped his heart, reminding him of that haunting past he would rather forget.
Through gritted teeth, he uttered. “Zezili!”
“Seth.” Zezili descended calmly, coming to a halt in front of him, silently observing. “You’re not dead.”
“Did you truly wish for my demise? I apologize for disappointing you!” Sean sneered. “Even if Boris
died, I could never perish! By the way, your precious grandson is currently lying in the hospital, awaiting salvation. I heard he might require cranial surgery.”
As he mentioned it, his excitement surged. “Do you have any idea about cranial surgery? It’s a major operation, and his injury is quite intricate. There are only a handful of individuals in the entire Oslosall who can perform it! He had good luck five years ago, but he can’t possibly be
fortunate forever!”
Zezili squinted his eyes. “So, it was you who orchestrated events five years ago.”
“Yes! It was me, so what!” Sean admitted unabashedly. “It’s just a shame that he didn’t die! But this
time, it’s different. With a cranial surgery, a single mishap could turn him into a fool or a
vegetable!”
He laughed uproariously. “Your most prized grandson, the one you constantly praise, will be reduced to a fool. Just thinking about it will relieve my anger! You always believed he was superior to me, right? Well, now he’s on the verge of becoming a fool. Let’s see how he can outshine me! You thought I wasn’t your blood, but he’s your own grandson. Now, watching your own grandson deteriorate like this, does it sadden you?!
“You know, even if it does sadden me, you brought it upon yourself! It’s all your fault!”
Zezili shook his head slowly. “I never looked down on you simply because you weren’t my
biological grandson. The reason I belittled you was because your capabilities truly fell short.”
“You!” Sean gritted his teeth, his eyes wide, only to quickly retort. “I fall short? Didn’t I nearly kill him twice?”
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“But he didn’t die. You had the capacity to kill him long ago. In that dire situation five years ago, managed to survive, and this time won’t be an exception.” Zezili asserted confidently. “You may have exerted considerable effort, but you are too resentful and fixated on gains and losses, thus creating an internal imbalance. Your vision is limited, preventing you from achieving greatness.”
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