Winner Takes All novel Chapter 122

Whoosh!

Mister Ward and Brent were as if they were hit by lightening, scared to death.

Mister Ward had tears running down his cheeks, and despair was written on his face.

This was the end!

"You..."

Madam Hughes was furious.

This bastard dared to talk to her like that?

This was outrageous!

The Hughes family was in her hands, she was aloof from the world, no matter who they were, everyone respected her.

In her heart, Jack was the family's head's child.

If she was happy, she would call him a bastard.

If she wasn't in a good mood, he was nothing to her.

Not even a bastard.

But now.

Jack took a step toward her, majestic and eye catching.

"I respect you, you are Madam Hughes, if I don't respect you, who would you be?"

These words cause Madam Hughes' face to change colors.

With her self-cultivation, her mind was agitated, raging, her face flushed, her teeth clenched.

But, Jack made no intentions of backing off.

Instead, he took another step forward.

"You came to send punitive forces against me, I gave you face and opened my wound again, with my blood I want to trade for you giving in."

"I wanted you to take a step back, not for you to force me into a corner, using prayers to release my soul from my body."

His voice sounded like thunder, awakening the deaf.

Jack wasn't stupid.

Madam Hughes' intentions were to send him to hell before his father found out.

He could back off, he could endure it, he could even drop to his knees.

But to force him to wait for death, no ways.

The air in the room was as if frozen, making it hard for anyone to breath.

The two mid aged man with graying temples had their brows knitted deeper, they were looking at Jack with sharp eyes.

Mister Ward and Brent were pale in their faces, both of them crying.

Everyone knew that the powder kit had exploded.

Completely exploded.

Madam Hughes looked pale in the face, she was trying to catch for air while staring at Jack with eyes that were about to murder him.

She had always been head of the family, she had the powers, ever since she entered this family.

She was like a god overlooking everyone like ants.

She was so used to her position, that today, since she has met someone who dared to pull her off her chair, she had trouble to calm down.

Suddenly, Madam Hughes went back to her chair.

She stared tightly at Jack, her teeth were clenched, "Young man, don't be too arrogant."

This was a warning.

But Jack only snorted.

He took another step toward her, his eyes were ice cold, then he said, "If I wasn't arrogant, how could I be a young man?"

Whoosh.

Madam Hughes was as if hit by lightening.

Her chest was lifting up and down, she almost spit blood.

"You, you bastard... today I will have you die a grave-less death! Even if your father is head of the family, I will not allow you to live!"

She was full of murderous intentions.

Madam Hughes had never wishes to kill someone so strongly.

Today as she saw Jack, heard his speak, and saw him act, she forgot about all her dignity that she had kept over the years.

"Try me."

Jack raised his brows, his gaze deep, and laughed, "I am only three steps away from you."

Jack was as well filled with murderous thoughts.

He was warning her just the same way she did.

If he was going down, he was going to pull her with him.

Since his childhood, he had to carry the name of a bastard, it took great work to walk out of his shadows, and reach where he was today.