Chapter 357 He Wants Kelly

Amid his thoughts, Gabriel suddenly heard movements behind him.

He turned around, and shock overcame him upon seeing the person who entered the room. "Sir..."

It was Oliver.

Oliver sat in the wheelchair, his face calm and serene-his eyes, as deep as a pool, betrayed no emotions. Despite Gabriel calling out to him, he appeared as though he hadn't registered the sound.

But Gabriel was sure that Oliver had heard Nixon's words just now.

Oliver was unmoving for a moment, then turned without any change in his expression.

"Sir..." Gabriel wanted to catch up, but Nixon's voice continued behind him.

"Uncle Jonathan, Kelly is a relentless person when it comes to achieving her goals. You should seek revenge on her. Her malice toward Rose is much greater than mine. You should send her to where Rose is." Although Nixon made this plea, it didn't absolve him of being the cause of Rose's demise in that explosion.

Jonathan's gaze was deep. He stared silently at Nixon, and a sense of despair gradually emerged in Nixon's eyes.

It seemed his fate was undoubtedly sealed.

Though unwilling and unprepared to meet his end, Nixon could only hope to have a swift death-at the very least, to have his body intact and not reduced to fish food. "Uncle... Uncle Jonathan..."

Nixon wished to beg for a more merciful death. But just as he uttered those words, Jonathan finally spoke. "You... don't need to die."

Nixon's body trembled, and his mind went blank for a moment.

He didn't need to die?

Did he hear him wrong?

at sea. Yet,

it hard to

die, but I need to make

knees and nodded eagerly. "Yes, I will definitely be

to live. His eyes sparkled with gratitude for the mercy Jonathan had

for a moment, as

He wanted Kelly...

in the sense of a man desiring a woman? But why would

inquired, "Uncle Jonathan, do

would he want?" Finley interjected coldly before Jonathan

he suggesting that he wanted

he said, "Uncle Jonathan, rest assured, I will definitely help

It seemed that his words had indeed swayed Jonathan. If he could convince Jonathan to spare his life, dealing

slowly, "Who said I asked you

what do you..." Nixon couldn't fathom Jonathan's

life or body he

you to put on an act,"

and confined on the deck

of the Finch family,

He knew him as the son of the adopted daughter from the Young family. He didn't worry about

glance before turning away, as if

shedding all hostility. At that moment, Gabriel dispelled any inappropriate thoughts he might have

from him,

someone in a

lingering fear in his heart could only be eased by

a photograph in his hand. Although his gaze remained calm, a storm seemed

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