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?"

sneer. He fixed Jasper with a look of pure malice, his eyes gleaming

mid-step, a chill

weight of provocation, often inciting chaos without so much as a blink. Behind his polished exterior lay a rotten core, a man who

eyes narrowing. Without warning, he kicked the base

managed to avoid falling, his composure was shattered, leaving him

the sidelines, felt a

forward. His towering frame loomed over Justin as he spoke with icy disdain. "But I despise those who

speedy recovery. However, if this is merely an act, I hope you

Jasper stormed out, disappearing through

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

chair over with

phone vibrated in his chest pocket. Breathing heavily,

demanded, his voice

slightly startled. She hesitated

after being riled up by Jasper. "Why would I want her dead? Keep her

and snow fell heavily on

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

battered and bruised, the

assassins stepped aside as Sheryl approached. Dressed in an extravagant white gown, she stopped short, careful

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