Chapter 1687 What Sort Of Crap Are You Talking About
Ansel was stunned. He had no idea when had his son became so cruel that he would even propose sending somebody to kill Olympias. He didn’t expect Jehan to go that far.
“Jehan, what the hell are you talking about?” Ansel smashed the book in his hand furiously onto Jehan’s body.
“Dad, it’s the best suggestion after looking at the overall situation,” Jehan said, looking as if he had to go all out. “It is said that ruthlessness is the mark of a truly great man. Right now, everything has reached a tipping point. Don’t you get it?”
“You b*stard! Jehan, she is your cousin!” Ansel yelled as he strode up to Jehan and slapped him across the face. “How dare you say sh*t like this? Aren’t you a little too vicious? In the future, will you kill me off just so you can become the patriarch of the White family?”
Jehan was dumbfounded on the spot. “Dad, I…”
“Get out! Get the f*ck out of here! Go back to your room and lock yourself in it!” Ansel kicked Jehan a few more times. “I’m going to break you
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