Winner Takes All novel Chapter 300

Karton Hotel.

A four-star hotel.

Although the environment, renovation, and service, were all impeccable, it was ultimately one star short of the five-star Tyson Hotel.

A difference of one star may be a world of difference!

It was hard for Jack Hughes to imagine that Old Master Burton would actually stay in such a hotel.

After parking his car, he sullenly walked into the hotel.

He did not know why he would come at this time. But since he was here, there was no reason to avoid seeing him.

Moreover, it was for the sake of his deceased mother.

Dingdong!

The lift opened.

Jack stepped out of the lift, followed the corridor, and found Suite 99999.

Knock, Knock!

Knocked on the door.

In just a few seconds, the door opened.

The person who opened the door was Dyson Burton, and unlike the last time Jack had seen him in the capital city, he seemed to be quite haggard these days. He had lost some of the sharpness that Jack had seen that day.

"You’re here?"

Dyson gave way indifferently, "Please come in."

Jack walked into the room and smelt a faint sandalwood fragrance.

The sound of chanting scriptures echoed through the room.

And in the living room, Old Master Burton in a grey Chinese suit was sitting cross-legged on the floor, twirling the Buddhist beads in his hands and murmuring with his eyes closed.

"When did you start believing in Buddhism?"

Jack snorted, finding the image in front of him somewhat amusing.

The Burton family that valued men over women, done despicable deeds and overstepped many boundaries.

And the old master of the Burton family who was in control, actually believed in Buddha?

Wasn’t it funny?

"Quiet. When the family head finishes chanting the scriptures, he will talk to you."

Dyson spoke solemnly and quietly. Since the change of the situation in the capital city, his father, who used to be so grim and pride, had become much kinder.

At the same time, there was also a habit of chanting scriptures.

These days, no one was allowed to disturb the old master when he was chanting scriptures. It had become a rule in the Burton family.

"Oh, I won't be accompanying you then."

Jack turned around and left.

"You…" Dyson’s face got serious, and his expression sulked.

"Wait!"

Old Master Burton, who was chanting scriptures, opened his eyes and shouted, "I am your grandfather after all. Do you not even have the patience to wait?"

"My patience is only given to those I feel should be given, and you are not one of them."

Jack looked indifferent. Twenty years of living with his mother, all the evil acts the Burton family had done to her, and what had happened to him in the Burton family in the past.

He would never forget it in his life!

He was not an indecisive character, treat him good and he’ll treat you better.

The greatest tolerance he could tolerate was not messing with the Burton family.

But trying to use blood kinship as a bond to be close to each other can never be done!

"Sigh.”

Old Master Burton sighed and slowly got up. He turned off the sound of the scriptures, twirling his Buddhist beads as he slowly walked towards Jack, "This time, it’s for your mother."

Jack glanced at Old Master Burton, who looked depressed. His figure was also much more stooped, and his face looked no more dignified as before.

It seemed that the change of situation in the capital city had affected him quite a bit!

Jack thought in his mind, and when he heard the word mom, he finally held back and sat down on a chair at the side.

This scene caused Dyson’s pupils to contract and his anger to intensify.

Such a disobedient and unfilial person, how could his father still be nostalgic about him?