Winner Takes All novel Chapter 569

In the rain.

A Ferrari sped steadily.

Jack had on a cold and menacing face.

“Ciara, help me look up the background of that young underling of Chattis’.”

Ciara stunned and remembered what Jack said to that guy.

She asked in uncertainty, “You really want to punish him?”

“Look what happened to my brother. I can’t mess with the Dragon Cavalry, but I definitely have what it takes to show some color to a small family.”

Jack raised his brows and smirked, “This has to do with the pride of Vaughn and Wattson family.”

“Got it.” Ciara nodded and picked up her phone to perform her duty.

She was not ignorant. One would have to be sophisticated enough to be able to roll in the entertainment industry.

Even though she was a bit in a trance, she was able to pick it up right after a little guidance from Jack.

What happened tonight made quite a scene at the bar.

There were a lot of celebrities and high caste people visiting SanJoy Clup.

If they didn’t do something to show their power and the fact that they were not to be messed with, what happened today might spread all across the capital city by the next day.

When that happened, not only Vaughn and Wattson family, but the Quinn family would be the laughing stock of the town.

By the time Jack and Ciara rushed to the hospital.

Yael was already sent into the ICU.

Vinna was squatting in front of the ICU in a trance, sobbing and wrapping her arms around her legs helplessly.

“Vinna…”

Ciara called softly.

Even though they usually had quite some friction, Ciara felt bad and sympathized for Vinna when she saw the shape she was in.

The flair between Yael and Vinna aside, Ciara could see a huge change in Vinna as a person.

In the past, Vinna was born with silver spoon and put on the pedestal since knee-high, always seemed noble.

And today?

Tonight, the once arrogant princess willingly became the bet of a race, be insulted in public and refused to leave.

Love… could indeed make such a huge change in a person?

“Ciara…”

Vinna stood up, ran into Ciara’s embrace, and sobbed silently.

Looking at the red light above the ICU doorway, Jack frowned deeply and felt stuffed in the chest.

He reached for his pocket subconsciously. It was empty.

“You have a cigar?” Jack asked Ciara.

Ciara took out a pack of cigarettes, “It’s the thin type, not sure if you’ll be used to it.”

Jack took the cigarette and pushed himself on the wheelchair to the stairway.

He lighted one up and pulled a long drag. Spitting out smoke, he still felt extremely stuffed in the chest.

Was Yael wrong for what happened tonight?

No!

If Jack was in his position, he would do the exact same thing without any hesitation.

He felt stuffed because he regretted that he didn’t fight back for Yael using the simplest and brutal way.

Faking a crippled, he was forced to opt for options he wouldn’t have go for to fight back in situations like the chaos in the Hughes family and against Chattis’ Dragon Cavalry.

These options didn’t even count as fighting back at all. They were at most just him walking away with Yael and Vinna in his hands as the winner.

“There are so many forces in this world that I still don’t have to power to fight against…”

The smoke flowed out along with Jack’s deep sigh.

Jack’s voice lingered in the empty stairway.

“Huh, the world is never as simple as you think it is.”

Out of nowhere, a raspy voice said mockingly.

Jack widened his eyes and shot his gaze towards the direction the voice was coming from.