Winner Takes All novel Chapter 551

“Not just under the throne, but even the path towards the throne is filled with corpses.”

Brent put on a wry smile, “Even though it’ll be unrespectful towards the old master for me to say this, but so you think it was easy for the old master to become the head of Hughes family back then?”

“What do you mean?” Jack raised his brows.

Brent rubbed his nose, “The old master is a complete different person now compared to then. He’s different even compared to when he saved me back then.”

Paused for a slight moment, Brent continued, “You only know that the old master went into the deserted place alone and saved me when I was sent to my death sentence. But you don’t know how much blood was shed in the process.”

Jack turned solemn.

Brent was clearly trying to imply something.

Brent then said, “Even though I wasn’t involved in the process of the old master fighting for the throne, I do know about some of histories having followed around old master and Mr. Ward for a long time. If the old master is a kind person, how would he be able to make Brown Hughes, the killer God, willingly be sent to Black Hell?”

“I didn’t say my dad is a kind person, or else he wouldn’t be able to keep his tyranny over the Hughes family all by himself and suppress even Madam Hughes.”

Jack shrugged, “I just feel that, these people…are innocent.”

“There’s no such thing as guilty or innocent.”

Brent put on a solemn face, “you have to make sacrifices in the face of success. That’s the reality. If you want to fulfill your mother’s will and put her in glory, you have to accept the reality and understand you need to make sacrifices in the face of success!”

Remaining silent, Jack’s eyes turned dim.

Ever since Mr. Ward came into the picture, his personality and ways of handling situation had been evolving. There were evolutions following everything he experienced and lost.

But it was the topic he was having with Brent at this moment that he couldn’t seem to get over.

It wasn’t that this kind of situation hadn’t happen before. Mr. Ward told him something similar back then.

The only difference was that Mr. Ward said it in an implicit way.

While Brent said it explicitly, as if instill the mindset into him.

“Do I really… have to make sacrifices in the face of success?” Jack lowered his head and muttered helplessly.

Upon hearing that.

Brent’s eyes flashed and he forced a smile.

“If you don’t make the sacrifices, all those dear to you and around you will be the ones who’ll pay for your conscience.”

Raising his head, Jack smile and put on a firm gaze, “What if I want them all?”

Brent stunned for a second and shook his head.

“I would love to see you do that if it’s possible. But I’ve never seen it, nor heard about it.”

Jack didn’t reply and just smiled.

He lied on the bed and didn’t continue the conversation.

Why would people assume something to be undoable just because no one had done it before?

……

The next morning.

The sun had just risen.

Mr. Ward opened the door to Jack’s ward with an exhausted expression on his face.

For his age, it was undoubtedly a huge burden to his body to go on an all-nighter.

Mr. Ward was worn out at this moment. He had on a pair of eye bags and blood-shot eyes.

But thinking of the possible consequences of this incident, he didn’t dare to take any break on the matter. He wanted to pass this on to Patrick as soon as possible even if it meant him dying out of exhaustion.

“Mr. Ward, had you passed everything to my dad?” Jack opened his eyes and felt bad for Mr. Ward when he saw the shape he was in.

Mr. Ward nodded and said gravely, “I had passed on everything, the old master will take care of the rest. You don’t have to worry.”

Didn’t have to worry?

Jack felt grieve. How could he not be worried when his demise was right in front of him?