Chapter 383:

Caden visited him the next day, carrying a contract in hand.

He grabbed Jerald’s limp hand and pressed it down, leaving a clear red fingerprint on the paper.

Jerald trembled, glaring at Caden.

Caden glanced at the red mark on the contract.

“You always intended for the Yates family business to go to your precious younger son.

But now that he’s rotting in prison, the responsibility falls to me, the older brother.”

Jerald’s body shook with rage.

His eyes widened as he muttered through clenched teeth, “The car accident… the car accident…”

Caden responded coldly, “The accident? It was fate’s way of punishing you for a lifetime of sins, Dad.”

Jerald refused to believe him.

He stared at Caden, seething with hatred.

Caden’s smile remained cold as he continued, “I spoke with the doctor.

You’ll never recover.

You’ll be nothing but a lifeless shell, stuck in bed forever.”

a moment before adding, “But don’t worry, you’ve got at

arranged for Shelia, your favorite nurse, to

Enjoy.”

Caden finished speaking, his smile grew wider

a fear unlike anything

left the ward, and soon after, Shelia

had shattered

bed, drooling,

the intellect of a child, she could still understand

had given her just one

care of

giggled as she spotted the fruit knife on the table and

“Slice the apple.

the apple…” she chanted, as she grabbed Jerald’s trembling hand and began

“Slice the apple…”

of the hospital, the morning light bathed him in its

his eyes from the sun,

the warmth of the

handed the

bankruptcy when the

“What about

“Give it all away.”

to Jerald disgusted

it all

warm sunlight reflecting off his face, though his expression

in the rearview mirror and decided to drive toward

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