The sudden explosion was unforeseen and Jack and LW were shocked. They turned around and looked at the mushroom cloud that billowed into the sky.
They could still hear Drago’s furious yell from a distance.
Jack rubbed his nose and laughed helplessly, “We tried to convince him but he wouldn’t listen. He chose wrongly only to result in his own demise.”
LW also shook his head helplessly.
The area surrounding the Maybach was full of choking thick smoke and the putrid smell of gasoline. If Drago had calmed down, he would have detected the smell. But the self-indulgent and arrogant Drago never tried to calm down.
“Mr. Hughes, the grudge with Drago will be impossible to be resolved now,” LW said worriedly. With the death of Diego, even if it was Drago who detonated the explosion, he will definitely blame it on Jack.
Jack rubbed his nose, “Do you think we could’ve resolved the grudge even before this happened?”
LW was stunned and shook his head.
“So that settles it.” Jack turned with a cold expression and then said something that chilled to the bone, “I won’t kill him but if he wants to die, I’ll grant him his wish.”
…
The night was cool.
When Jack went back to TM Villa District, Brent was standing respectfully in the quiet living room waiting for him. “Master Hughes, Madam, and Daisy have gone to bed.”
Jack nodded, “What about Mr. Ward?”
“He is on the roof terrace,” Brent said.
“Go and rest. I’ll look for him after I change.” Jack turned to leave.
Brent looked at Jack’s ragged shirt and was stunned for a moment but he didn’t query.
Jack changed and washed up before going up to the terrace. Mr. Ward was holding onto a teapot and laying on the deck chair looking quietly at the night scenery.
“Mr. Ward…” Jack called out.
Mr. Ward came to his senses and smiled, “Something happened tonight?”
“Yes, I tried to settle a grudge with Drago from this city. We fought.” Jack didn’t hide it from him.
In fact, Mr. Ward was helping Jack without the knowledge of the Hughes family. Furthermore, Jack really couldn’t keep anything from Mr. Ward. As long as Mr. Ward wanted to know, there was nothing that he couldn’t find out.
“Drago’s issues need to be settled sooner or later.”
Mr. Ward took a sip and said profoundly, “It’s important to keep a tiger alert.”
Jack nodded and sat down. He composed himself and asked with a heavy heart, “Mr. Ward, is Killian planning on doing anything?”
“No.” Mr. Ward said and raised his eyebrow, “Why do you ask?”
“Then he shouldn’t be the person behind the screen.” Jack rubbed his nose and chuckled. If Aiden had heard these, he would be absolutely shocked.
In fact, when Jack entered the First box, he was initially captivated by the Scroll of the Eight-seven Immortals. But, after Brent’s intensive training, not only did his physical and fighting abilities improve, his combat senses also improved a lot. Even when the piercing eyes behind the screen briefly glanced at him, he could actually sense it. The sensation of being watched was particularly strong!
When Aiden went in, he kept talking about the Scroll of the Eight-seven Immortals. Since Aiden was helping to conceal the man, Jack could only play along and discussed about the Scroll of the Eight-seven Immortals with Aiden.
It was clear to Jack that Aiden had helped him most probably because of Mr. Ward and the only person Jack could think of who could make Aiden open up the First box was Killian. That was why Jack asked Mr. Ward about Killian’s movement and plans. Now, if the person behind the screen wasn’t Killian, then who could he be?
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