Winner Takes All novel Chapter 673

Patrick was drinking the wine with tears in his eyes.

Satisfied, happy and content.

There was no limit to how much he was drinking because he was just so pleased about what his son had done.

He really felt nothing but joy.

A dead trap, he couldn’t think of any way to deal with this even after staying up all night.

But Jack had unexpectedly got the legendary ruler of the Dragon Calvary Zenith to come with such force that the Hughes family were now completely suppressed.

Although this was a big shock for Patrick, it also made him very happy.

This incident that had been caused by Jack himself, Patrick, even as his dad, couldn’t deal with it.

But instead Jack had relied on himself and had shocked everyone.

As he was drinking he narrated all this to Sophie.

At this moment of time, Patrick didn’t look majestic and aloof self as usual.

Right now he just looked like any ordinary man pouring his heart out to his wife and child.

Anyone that saw him now would be quite shocked.

In comparison to the uproar in the Hughes family at the moment caused by Madam Hughes and she vomited blood and fainted because if huge anger.

Within his master bedroom, he now felt as if he was in another world.

However despite his current comfort, traces of sadness still remained within him.

The door then rang.

Patrick, who was drunk, turned his head over to the door and slightly irritated.

But when he saw who it was that walked in, he sobered up immediately.

“You’ve come again?”

Patrick asked in surprise.

“I don’t like the word ‘again’ you have just said, does it sound like I am not a member of the Hughes family?”

Brown looked at Patrick indifferently, and then walked over to him, snatched the wine out of his hands, raised his head, took a sip and then looked at Sophie’s memorial tablet.

Brown then poured some wine onto the ground and said with a smile, “Sophie, you suffered a lot in your life, and although you married a useless husband, you were able to give birth to a great son who I must congratulate you on, and you must also let yourself feel proud of this.”

What Brown had said made the expression on Patrick’s face become complex.

He felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart.

Brown then sat down onto the ground, faced Patrick and said, “I will drink the rest of the wine, as if you offer me.”

“Why should I offer you any wine?” Patrick looked sullen and said, “You and I don’t exactly get on very well.”

“Yes I know, it’s not good.”

Brown sneered and said, “But no matter how bad our relation is, I have still helped your useless son. Now would you like to do a toast with me?”

Patrick’s expression changed, he was in shock.

But in an instant he nodded firmly and said, “Let’s toast!”

Brown smiled and said, “I never expected that Jack would use the opportunity he had so quickly, but he really scored a lucky hit. Zenith, the guy did not let me down.”

“When did you get involved?” Patrick was astonished.

“None of your business!” Brown looked at him blankly, “You and I don’t exactly get on very well.”

Patrick was speechless.

Although the two of them had a bad relationship with each other, their conversation were more like

between brothers when they cursed and spoke badly about each other.

… …

The fighter jet raced through the sky.

The sound of the plane was loud as it sped through the clouds.

Jack and Zenith were sitting quietly.

Jack, who was sitting in his wheelchair, looked at the sea of clouds outside the window somewhat silently.

Zenith then casually broke the tranquility in the plane and said, “You should still have a back up plan, right?”