Chapter 102

His father’s bright smile was engraved into his brain, as if he was right there with him. Remembering his smile broke Alex’s heart. “Dad, you were the one who chose and bought this place. You lived here! “Your son will get it back for you,” Alex murmured to himself. He closed his eyes, engulfed by his thoughts. It was five in the evening by the time John rushed back to the manor from the hospital, feeling bloodthirsty. He blamed Alex and Brittany for the states his son and father were in. He wanted to let out his anger on and torture the two b*tches. But when he got to the entrance, he saw the guards. As Fred opened his mouth, John pushed him aside and asked coldly, “Is that pest Alex here?” Fred didn’t dare disobey him and said, “He’s here.” “Very good,” John said as he rushed into the manor. He had already thought of multiple ways to torture both the mother and son. However, there was no one around, not even Brock, when he walked into the manor. There was only Alex resting o