Chapter 2419

Jasper strode out of the room and hurried down the stairs, his pace so brisk that Xavier had to jog to keep up.

As Jasper reached the living room, he spotted Justin sitting upright in his wheelchair, alone. Their eyes locked when Jasper was just a few steps away.

Hostility flickered between their gazes.

Curling his lips upward into a slight smile, Justin asked, "Jasper, heading out at this hour?"

Xavier gritted his teeth, loathing the self-righteous air Justin exuded, as if he always held the upper hand. The sight made him want to charge forward and knock Justin clean off his wheelchair.

"It's late. Why aren't you in bed?" Jasper asked coldly, his tone as sharp as his glare. "It seems that broken body of yours is still holding up."

"Jasper, you seem to be in a rush. Did something happen? Do you need my help?"

Justin maintained the smile on his face, disregarding Jasper's sarcastic remark.

"It's none of your business."

Without another word, Jasper swept past him.

Justin's voice followed, low and sinister. "Jasper, there are many people and matters that have nothing to do with you. Why dive into murky waters and bring trouble upon yourself?"

by a chilling sneer. He fixed Jasper with a look of pure

froze mid-step, a chill spreading through his

provocation, often inciting chaos without so much

Without warning, he kicked the base of Justin's

gripping the armrests tightly to steady himself. Though he managed to avoid falling, his composure was shattered, leaving him

from the sidelines, felt a surge

said, leaning slightly forward. His towering frame loomed over Justin as he spoke with icy disdain.

if

stormed out, disappearing through the front

Then, slowly, he rose from the wheelchair. His eyes burned red with

the chair over

vibrated in his chest pocket. Breathing

is everything going?" he demanded, his voice

hesitated before responding respectfully. "We've captured her. Do you want her alive or

being riled up by Jasper. "Why

fell heavily on

in her left arm, Amber fought fiercely against her attackers.

snow, battered and bruised, the ground beneath her

stepped aside as Sheryl approached. Dressed in an extravagant white gown, she stopped short, careful not to dirty

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