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.

he didn’t leave with Josephine out of spite. This

underestimation of Lewis’ courage were the key

first time witnessing Lewis’ true colors.

man.

gestured, “We should go back

a look.

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

not to say anything else as he started the car. If he wanted to take a U-turn ahead and get out of the highway, he would need at least 40 minutes to return to the orphanage.

an

finally realized how perverse Lewis actually was. His insanity knew no bounds, that was for sure. That man was capable of

slice Jack’s fingers off

torture. He slammed his foot on the gas

idea why

his boss had

not given any command for

staff

to their respective rooms by the person in charge. They

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

the floor, courtesy of one of Lewis’ bodyguards. He was currently missing his left thumb. Blood oozed out of the fresh wound and flowed across the floor, soon forming a

crossed while smoking impassively. A dozen well-built bodyguards fanned around him,

a head full of gray hair. Tears welled up in her eyes as she

threatened her that

trapped in the building in front of the warehouse. Ellie didn’t dare to take the risk, so she had no choice but to

watch before stating impassively, “Ten minutes

feel chills traveling up his spine the moment he heard that statement, but he still shot

belt strap and crouched. in front of Jack. Then, he sliced the latter’s index

who had already fainted by then, let out another blood-curdling scream. It echoed in the previously silent warehouse for a very

of those who heard it.

same time, 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 tears. prickling in his

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

of her chest, still refusing to believe that the Lewis she knew could be

expression surfaced in

eyes.

the current version of Lewis was no longer the person she

someone who looked exactly like Lewis.

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