The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1194 Right The Wrong

Trevor kneeled when he realized Waylon was the only person in the living room.

He pleaded, "Mr. Adelmar, please spare me and undo the thing you did to my acupoints. I've been in pain every night since you stabbed me with the needle in Barbecue City. Isn't it sufficient that I acknowledge my mistakes?"

"Humph! You're aware of your mistakes?"

Waylon sneered coldly and chided, "You've got quite a life out here, don't you? I've heard that you've established a reputation for yourself in Struyria. Aren't those dignitaries respectfully addressing you as Master Ywain when they seek your help?"

Trevor replied bitterly, "Haha, aren't I achieving those with the knowledge I pick up from your clan? How could I become Master Ywain without the knowledge I stole from your family? I'm aware of my mistake. Please forgive me."

Taking a sip from his cup, Waylon grinned icily and said, "Haha, you did more than that. You also used that talent of yours to harm my relatives. How can I forgive you?"

"That's not true! I didn't do that."

Trevor frantically shook his hands. He argued, "I didn't hurt anyone in your family."

"Aren't you the one who released the Deathly Desire and Wraith Petal?" Waylon narrowed his eyes and questioned.

After a brief moment of shock, Trevor nodded and said, "Yes, it's me."

"You didn't hurt anyone in my family? Deathly Desire had hurt my sister, and Wraith Petal had harmed my brother-in-law."

Trevor kowtowed and pleaded, "I've no idea. I deserve to die. I know I have made a grave mistake. Please forgive me!"

Waylon waved his hand and stated, "I've learned the full story, and I know who is responsible for all of this. We're family, so I won't pursue this any further. Get up."

Despite his relief, Trevor remained on his knees and pleaded, "Mr. Adelmar, I'm not cured. Given my age and the fact that I worked for your father, please spare me.

Waylon chuckled and mocked, "You still remember that you used to work for my father? Did my old man mistreat you? But, you have betrayed us and fled from the island."

Trevor wore a bitter expression and said, "I'm blinded by greed and wanted to make a name for myself with the knowledge of the clan. Why can't I just accept my punishment and repent?"

"Fine," Waylon smiled faintly.

"You should confess to my father if you're willing to accept the punishment. He is, after all, the one you have wronged the most. Go back to Adelmar Island. Correct your mistakes where you made them."

Trevor was at a loss for words.

Wouldn't I be wasting half of my life if I did this? Isn't my life returning to square one?

"You don't have enough money?"

Waylon picked up his bag and tossed him a stack of cash.

"Hurry back to Adelmar Island and bring the books you stole with you. Within a fortnight to a month, you will become paralyzed and unable to move if your acupoints are not released. You won't be able to eat and drink and suffer a slow, agonizing death."

In fear, Trevor's complexion became pallid. He wept pitifully and said, "Mr. Waylon, that won't do!"

Waylon asked with a frown, "Why are you still here? I don't have time to waste on you!"

Trevor snatched the cash off the coffee table and promised, "I'll do as you said. I'll bring the books, return to the island, and beg Master Adelmar for mercy."

After that, he hurried out of the villa.

Waylon left for the Imperial Palace and didn't return to Hellion Bay for lunch.