Winner Takes All novel Chapter 752

He was to choose between life or death? Jack’s words were like a thunderous divine judgment reverberating in Morrison’s ears. Morrison felt as though his soul had left his body. Horror, hopelessness, despair…

This was Jack’s ploy to set him up. In one stroke, he wanted to push Morrison in front of the entire family and break up the united family. After the bloodshed, it would be impossible for him to reunite the family.

Life and death only hinged upon a nod…

His hands began to tremble and sweat beaded on his forehead and dripped onto the name list. Jack did not rush him and neither was Amelia anxious. Jim looked on with amusement.

Life or death was up to Morrison.

Even if Morrison was to choose death, they would not be worried as there was no lack of sacrificial lambs in the bloodsucking Quinn family.

Then, just as Morrison was about to speak.

Sampson suddenly spoke solemnly, “An honorable death is better than living meaninglessly. The Quinn family will flourish under the leadership of Mr. Hughes. Morrison, even if you can’t become the head of the family, you will still attain far more than being the head of the Quinn family. I know that it will be tough on you but at least you would be a member of a very strong enterprise.”

Though he said softly, his words drummed into everyone’s ears.

On hearing this, Morrison paused and hesitated. Who would choose death if he had a chance at life? Living hopelessly was as good as dead. But if the desperate person had found a path, he would endeavor to walk along that path even though it was lined with thorns and thistles.

Jack looked at Sampson in surprise.

Sampson nodded and smiled as he said, “Morrison, if you don’t handle this, someone in the Quinn family would step forward to do it. This is a Quinn family matter and it is difficult for Mr. Hughes and Amelia to be involved.”

What Sampson said contained a double message. One was to point out to Morrison and the other was to validate Jack’s decision.

As the wealthiest and most powerful family of Sunam, Sampson was far shrewder and more intelligent than Morrison. Though their ages didn’t differ much, their ability to scheme and calculate was worlds apart. This was related to upbringing and nurturing. Sampson had built up his empire on his own, unlike Morrison who was sheltered by Old Master Quinn.

Jack smiled, looked sternly at Morrison, and said, “Have you decided? Life or death?” The tone was soft but exceedingly tyrannical.

Morrison was flustered and then his gaze turned determined. He took a deep breath and his hands grabbed the name list tightly. He raised his head and said as he continued to perspire profusely, “I’ll handle this!”

The words were simple but ruthless. Why should he choose death when he could receive a life of prosperity? Even if he chose death, the Quinn family would not last long after him.

Before the fall of the Quinn family, he was the son of the head of the Quinn family and second in the Quinn family. He was very familiar with the unscrupulous people within the Quinn family. Under those circumstances, it was his father and him who brought up the family. Since they had been bloodsuckers, it was not difficult to do it again.

“Okay!” Jack nodded and then looked towards Sampson, “Remember this day! Leave with Truman.”

“Thanks, Mr. Hughes.” Sampson felt so relieved like a huge weight had suddenly been lifted off his shoulders.

Then, Jack looked at Morrison, “Now go, since you’ve made your choice, then do it properly. I hope that you will not disappoint me this time.”

Morrison nodded and looked ruthlessly determined. He followed Sampson out and walked towards the room.

Jack looked solemnly at the two of them leave, then looked at Sampson and said, “Cunning old fox.”

“Jack, what’s wrong?” Amelia asked Jack in surprise.