The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine)

Chapter 266 Concealed The Truth, And Using Their Scheme To Your Advantage

Tears silently flow down along Jack Hughes's gaunt face and slowly drip down to the ground.

Yael Quinn was shocked and let out a long breath as if relieved.novelbin

He didn't want to disturb Jack.

Yael turned around and left the room.

In the living room downstairs, Patrick Hughes, Amber Knight, and others were worried and looked

grave.

The loud bang just now made everyone a little apprehensive and nervous.

No one knew exactly what had happened.

When Yael walked downstairs, Amber and the others instantly stood up.

"Yael... how's Jack?" Amber was worried.

"He's fine. Now it's your turn to go up and keep him company."

Yael shrugged and said with a smile, "It is you who have to be mentally prepared. It is estimated that

his tears can wet your clothes."

Amber hurriedly ran upstairs.

After hearing what Yael said, Patrick and the others were relieved.

"Good, good, it's good to cry out, it's good to vent out."

Steve Knight and Rosie looked at each other and smiled as if relieved.

Patrick's expression also eased a bit, and he looked less grave.

They had experienced ups and downs and knew very well what it meant for Jack to cry out.

It was a good thing for Jack.

"Yael, how did you enlighten the young master?"

Mr. Ward asked curiously, but his eyes were clearly showing he was heartbroken.

Yael spread his hands and said with a smile, "Just told him about my past experiences. He was not as

miserable as me."

Although he was laughing, his eyes were filled with sadness.

Mr. Ward gave Yael a heartfelt hug, "It's been hard on you, thanks."

"He's my friend. Why thank me?" Yael raised an eyebrow and smiled.

At that moment, the sound of bawling came from upstairs.

It was heartbreaking and incomparably miserable.

The sound of crying echoed throughout the villa.

But everyone did not feel the slightest bit improper.

When it was truly cathartic released, the Jack they knew could return.

"Thank you, Yael."

Patrick listened to the cries and looked relieved as he walked up to Yael and said gratefully, "Thank

you."

As the Hughes family's head, he knew what had happened to the Quinn family back then and knew

about Yael's past.

He knew clearer and more detailed than what other wealthy families knew.

It was also because of this that he was clear about how much Yael had given in to persuade Jack.

To tear open a scar that had been covered in dust for many years and expose it. He even applied more

pain to the wounds, and it was a nightmare.

"Mr. Hughes, there is no need to thank." Yael responded calmly, "I only have this one friend. I don't

want to see him fall in one stroke."

The crowd settled down in the living room and waited quietly.

An hour had passed by, and the cries from upstairs finally faded away.

Another half an hour passed, the sound of footsteps came from the hallway.

Everyone got up and looked at where the sound came from.

Jack slowly walked down the stairs with the help of Amber.

His eyes were red and swollen at this time, and there were still tear marks on his face.

However, his eyes were no longer as obscure as before, but it was filled with brightness and light.

His state was very different from before.

Amber nodded to Jack and gestured.

After helping Jack to sit down in the living room, she softly said, "You rest for a while, Ms. Hill and I will

make you dinner. You have to eat."

"Okay."

Jack nodded his head and smiled faintly.

This smile made the massive burden in the hearts of the people finally fade down.

Soon, Amber and Daisy Hill brought the prepared dinner and served it to Jack.

It was two simple dishes and a soup. Jack quickly ate everything.

After finishing the meal, Jack suddenly said to Patrick, "Dad, I have something I want to ask you."

"What is it?"

Patrick asked.

"Let's go up to the terrace and talk about it." Jack got up and walked upstairs.

Patrick followed closely behind.

Amber and the others did not follow.

It was the first chat between father and son.

And, it was still after Jack had finally enlightened.

If Jack wanted to talk to his father, it would not be suitable for the others to follow.

Jack leaned on the edge of the balcony on the terrace and was facing the night wind. There was

something in his mind that he wanted to say.

Patrick walked up to him and asked, "Jack, is there something wrong?"

When he asked this, Patrick's brows were tightly locked, and he was a bit apprehensive.

This was because he knew that one of the reasons they persuaded Jack to accept the heirship in the

first place was to allow him to bring Sophie Burton home and let Sophie enjoy the glory as Mrs.

Hughes.

But now... Sophie was gone.

There was no reason for him to do that anymore.

"Dad, do you know about the Black Hell?"

Jack suddenly asked.

Patrick looked stunned and did not say a word.

Jack, however, did not care. The night wind blew on him, the corners of his mouth revealed a smile,

and his gaze became incomparably deep.

"Recently, I was sent to a place called Black Hell, and I also met Brown Hughes, your brother and my

uncle there."

"Then what." Patrick's voice was low.

Jack continued, "In fact, when I was imprisoned in the Black Hell, I never gave up the idea of escaping

because neither Amber nor my mother would allow me to give up."

"But when I was inside, there has been one thing that I could not understand. that is, if the Quinn family

and the Madam Hughes want to replace me with another person, wouldn't it be better if they just killed

me."

Patrick was shocked and suddenly laughed.

"But now, I figured out the previous doubts. It was all unraveled from what Samuel questioned when he

collapsed."

Jack rubbed his face, his smile became extremely bitter, "He asked why I didn't die? In other words, the

Quinn family and Madam Hughes intended to kill me!"

Speaking of this, Jack nodded gratefully to Patrick.

"Thank you for protecting me."

"You are clever, far beyond my expectations."

Patrick smiled faintly, "I thought I could hide it from you for a while."

"If so many things hadn't happened, maybe it really would have been able to be hidden from me."

Jack shrugged his shoulders and said with an odd smile, "You knew the Quinn family and Madam

Hughes' scheme, yet you used it to your advantage and sent me into a place like Black Hell to sharpen

me. Indeed, my growth in there was fast, so fast that I thought it was a dream."

Patrick's eyes glittered, and he opened his mouth to speak.

Jack had a hostile expression, "If my mother didn't die and I knew all about it, I would still be grateful to

you. It is because I know that I'm still not qualified to be the head of the Hughes family and the Black

Hell was enough to make me grow stronger."

"But you, it is because you wanted to conceal the truth, knowing the schemes of the Quinn family and

Madam Hughes, and knowing that the person who accompanied my mother and Amber and the others

during this month was Samuel, who was a substitute, you did not intervene in the slightest."

"If you had exposed it at the beginning, would my mother die? If Amber had not been suspicious if Yael

had not been insisting on not fearing death. Amber almost fell into Samuel's hands, and even Yael

would have almost died."

"Jack, I..."

Patrick's expression changed greatly. He also did not know that things would suddenly go beyond his

control.

"Just because you wanted to train me, the consequences were far too heavy!"

Jack roared in anger, his right hand clenched his fist and swung out brazenly, blasting directly at

Patrick's face.