Two weeks later, Theodore returned to the country and headed straight to the Xavier residence.

Theodore’s father, Barnaby Xavier, had a few days off and came home last night. He was currently having breakfast with Emma.

Emma was pressuring Barnaby to go to Xyperia, much to his fury.

“He’s unconscious. What good would it do for me to be there?” Barnaby snapped angrily. “You, on the other hand, shouldn’t have done that. I know you dislike Jasmine, but she won’t be marrying into the Xavier family. Why would you hire someone to kill her?”

Initially, Barnaby couldn’t be bothered by who Theodore was dating.

Theodore would ultimately have to marry a daughter of a military official, so Barnaby kept silent even though Emma had used his name to make arrangements for Selena to travel to Xyperia.

Rage seared through Barnaby when he recalled how Theodore approached him in a disrespectful manner after Jasmine got into trouble. Livid that Theodore disrespected him and Emma, he blew his top and shouted at Theodore in an enraged tone.

Alas…

Despite his fiery disposition, Barnaby was overcome with worry for his unconscious son’s wellbeing.

“I wasn’t in my right mind,” Emma explained as she wiped the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief. Overwhelmed by regret, she continued, “I wouldn’t have done that if I knew the child by Jasmine’s side belonged to Theodore.”

“That’s enough!” Barnaby cut in impatiently, frustrated by her sobbing. “What use is there to regret now? I’ll get someone to arrange a plane for me to fly to Xyperia this afternoon. How is that child doing?”

Emma took a deep breath and hung her head. “I met him once at the hospital, but he was hostile to me. Despite his cold demeanor, however, I can tell he is intelligent, and his personality is reminiscent of Theodore’s.”

“Talk to Curtis and convince him to let us bring that child back home,” Barnaby ordered. “If our son remains in a coma, the child will be the Xavier family’s only bloodline. We can’t let him stay alone outside.”

Emma said nothing.

She had to be cautious when speaking with Curtis, so she didn’t have the nerve to inquire if they could bring Carl back to the Xavier family.

Besides, she had a hunch Carl wouldn’t want to come and live with them.

“I’ll find a time to talk to Curtis,” Emma finally relented with a sigh.

had no choice but to give

they vaguely heard

and mother are having breakfast. I’ll get the kitchen to prepare

“No need for that!”

playing tricks on her when she

from her seat when Theodore entered the

Emma stuttered. “You’re

strode over to them, his expression stone

away her chair and hurried over to him as tears brimmed in her eyes. “When did you

grabbed her hand

in anger. “She’s

back home, so don’t yell at him.” After regaining her balance, Emma quickly ordered the kitchen to prepare another serving of breakfast. Softly, she told Theodore, “Theodore, take a seat. Let’s have

came forward a few paces to stand in front of Barnaby, covering the latter in his frosty

black and heavy item from the back of his

suicide, or I’ll ask someone to

aback by Theodore’s demands, but he quickly regained his composure

as he grabbed the gun from the table, loaded it, and pointed

was astonished when Theodore suddenly produced another gun, loading it with only one

Emma rushed over and tried to push down the gun in Barnaby’s hand. She pleaded, “It’s my fault. Your father has nothing

He ignored Emma’s plea and said,

Emma away. “Let’s see if he

pulled the trigger. The bullet grazed Barnaby’s face and lodged into the

the help to scurry out of the dining room in

grazed Barnaby’s cheek left behind

tightly to stop him from getting up. She gazed sadly

to the countryside. We will never come to Norwal City ever again,” she choked out in distress. “Theodore, I’m sorry

worked hard to bring him up and don’t

a long time, so you must be tired. It’s time for you to retire. Head to the base

get where I am today. Why should I hand everything to him? How dare he shoot

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