His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 360

The light flickered overhead, casting shadows in the prison.

James stared at Stephen, his eyes filled with malice. "Look what the cat brought in. Mr. Jacobson, what brings you here?"

James' head and arms were wrapped in bandages as he had been severely injured after he attempted to assassinate Stephen. He had executed his plan with the full intention of dying that day.

He had placed a spy by Stephen's side. So, when his spy sent him that message, he knew right then that he was done for.

Seyson's term had ended, and the public was filled with nothing but resentment toward him. Thus, it was impossible for Seyson to be re-elected as prime minister.

Once Ensa came to power, she would undoubtedly unite various forces just to get rid of Seyson.

When James received the news, he began to plot, intending to fake his death. Then, he secretly fled to Orkford with only one purpose in mind. He would die trying to drag Stephen to hell.

Liam tried to persuade him against his plan. He said James could use this opportunity to change his identity and live out his remaining years in hiding.

James merely laughed at him, his eyes flashing with disdain. "Do I look like a coward to you?"

His narrowed eyes gleamed dangerously as he drawled, "Since Stephen wants me dead, then I'll just have to drag him down with me."

James managed to grow into power rapidly in recent years because of Seyson. Seyson's favor and backing had been his golden ticket to success.

James was involved in shady dealings, so committing crimes was pretty much his bread and butter. After all, there was a reason why people would claim that the most profitable trades were mostly illicit business deals. One could even say that James was a living proof of that claim.

Seyson had always been a thorn in Stephen's side before the former's downfall. The former prime minister would hinder Stephen from taking James down.

It didn't matter just how powerful Stephen was in Rivertown, as he couldn't exactly afford to go head-to-head with Arcton's prime minister.

Plus, he would never fall to the temptation of hiring an assassin to eliminate Seyson, no matter how tempting it was.

In truth, Stephen had been secretly lending Ensa a hand in congregating her power ever since James returned to Orkford last year.

That was the true reason why James would put a hit on Stephen in Arcton.

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"What's the matter? Let me guess-Caleb's not doing too hot, is he?" James' eyes glinted as he smirked.

calm. His cold gaze lingered on James' pathetic figure before saying frostily,

that the words that came out of his mouth became a statement. It

blinked playfully. Then, he mused, "Did I really do that? Gosh, I

by James' lack of cooperation. Instead,

from his folder. "Do you

picture across the table, allowing James to

it.

playful earlier, immediately dropped

gritting his teeth as

name out as though he

against his chair.

to my mother's graveyard?" James' eyes were bloodshot

were heartless. Turns out there is something you care about or someone, if I were to be

you do to my mother's grave?" James looked as though he

the weather was pretty nice that day, and I figured your mother would love to bask in the sun once more," Stephen remarked dispassionately,

was a massive cemetery. I genuinely thought she had been buried there, so imagine my surprise when I

as if he wasn't talking about desecrating someone

it. He suddenly lunged forward, throwing himself

were quick to act, pinning him down before he could

kill you!" James roared,

Lawrence walked in, holding a black urn

arms.

Jacobson," Lawrence

Stephen hummed in acknowledgement.

snapped when he saw the all-too-familiar

as pure hatred flared to life

could kill, Stephen would be six

languidly. He didn't even flinch in his seat as he crossed his legs leisurely. "Tell me the truth behind Caleb's poisoning, and

you!" James struggled against the prison guards' unrelenting grip, trying his hardest to

merely smiled at his threat before slowly getting on his feet. Then, he abruptly kicked James hard

worked out and had solid abs, Stephen had put nearly all his strength into that kick. So, it didn't matter how tough James was,

He didn't cry out in pain. Instead, he only furrowed his

over?" Stephen was

a beat, James