What Separates Me and You

Chapter 273 Lewis Must Have Gone Mad

Quintin’s knuckles whitened instantly. His grip on his phone was so strong that one would have thought he would break his phone on the spot.

Jack wasn’t just his friend; he was his younger brother as well. Quintin became friends with Jack when the latter was only ten years old, so naturally, he viewed him as his younger brother.

Meanwhile, Jack viewed Quintin as the person he trusted the most in his life. No matter the orders Quintin had given him, he would gladly carry them out without hesitation.

Their relationship had long since transcended the borders of friendship.

Quintin never expected that Lewis would choose to deal with him by using Jack as leverage instead of targeting the Fowler family. In a way, Jack was the easiest to apprehend, not to mention he was treasured by Quintin a lot.

After the screams died down, Jack shrieked into the speaker hysterically. “Just forget about me, Quintin! Hurry up and leave!”

Jack was sobbing hysterically because of the intense pain, yet he was screaming at Quintin to leave with all his might.

Lewis Alvarez was a devil. If Quintin were to return to the orphanage, he would definitely suffer from a fate worse than death.

The devilish man just sat on the chair lazily. He wasn’t angry at all after hearing Jack’s words. Instead, his lips curled into a devious smirk.

“You don’t have much time left, Quintin. You can leave, you know. In fact, it’s better if you travel to a place far, far away, but don’t regret your decision on your way there. Otherwise, you’ll realize that you don’t have anything to come back to.”

“You’re insane! Do you really think you’re the king of Elysium? You think the authorities can’t do anything to you?”

Lewis just chuckled even more. “Would you like me to call the cops for you?”

Quintin’s breath was lodged in his throat. Lewis’ arrogance knew no bounds.

Had that man chosen to kidnap Damian or someone else instead of Jack, calling the cops might work, but in this case…

Jack was just an orphan who didn’t have a family of his own.

Quintin ended the call immediately. He gripped the steering wheel tightly while his vein pulsed under his temple.

Josephine looked at him worriedly.

She tugged at his sleeve a moment later before gesturing, “I’m sorry.”

Quintin sighed upon spotting the guilt etched on her face. He shook his head, saying, “This has nothing to do with you. It’s all my fault. I was the one who acted rashly.”

Had he not agreed to marry Josephine hastily because of Robert’s influence, things wouldn’t have progressed to this stage.

this mess if he didn’t leave with Josephine

courage were the key elements leading to his downfall.

his first time witnessing Lewis’ true colors. It

man.

should go

a look. “What will you do once we go

her lips for two seconds before moving her hands. “Let’s just return.”

he wanted to take a U-turn ahead and get out

an eternity,

His insanity knew no bounds, that was for sure. That man was capable

definitely slice Jack’s fingers off one

Jack’s torture. He slammed his foot on the gas pedal and

had no idea why

his boss had

the moment. Lewis had not given any command for Jack

staff members

back to their respective rooms by the person in charge.

were inside a warehouse behind the orphanage. Piles of junk and clutter filled

was currently missing his left thumb. Blood oozed out of the fresh wound and flowed across the

impassively. A dozen well-built bodyguards fanned around

Jack’s left. She was in her late 50s with a head full

threatened her that Jack would lose more than just a

the warehouse. Ellie didn’t dare to take the risk, so she

at his watch before stating impassively,

heard that statement, but he still shot a look

withdrew a dagger from his belt strap and crouched. in front of Jack. Then, he sliced the latter’s index

fainted by then, let out another blood-curdling scream. It

crawled over the scalps of those

Quintin could feel a dull ache coming from his heart for no reason as he coursed through the road swiftly. He glanced at the time on the dashboard, feeling hot

along, constantly feeling as though a force was pushing against the back of her seat,

a hand on top of her chest, still refusing to believe that the

of Lewis’ cold and distant expression surfaced in her mind, causing her

eyes.

current version of Lewis was no longer the person she once

just someone who looked

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