Matter of Love

The sketch of Jasmine gave everyone a great enlightenment. With this drawing, it was much easier. It marked the distribution of
the people of Samuel, the location of his goods, and the place where Eden was imprisoned.
"Hurry up, take her to the hospital." After handing the sketch to Hansome, Greg ordered his men to send Jasmine away.
"No, I know my situation. I can't hold on anymore. Greg, can I say something to you before I die? In fact, I really love you very
much. Do you still remember that we were engaged? I was so happy at that time, but you fell in love with Leona later. Ahem,
maybe fate made people suffer. God made me, a bad woman, can't get a good end. I have two last requests... Can you promise
me? " Said Jasmine intermittently.
Seeing her like this, Greg couldn't say anything to refuse, so he had to nod, "Go ahead. I will promise you as long as I can do."
"Thank you. Please help me raise Omar up. I don't want him to be as cruel as his biological father. I hope you and Leona can
treat him as your own child. As long as he grows up healthily, it's okay. " After saying that, Jasmine began to cough violently, and
a large mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth.
"Okay, I promise you. I have discussed with Leona about it before. She will take care of him as our own child. Don't worry about
it." Said Greg solemnly.
A relieved smile appeared on Jasmine's face. Then she tried her best to hold on and said again, "I have one last request. I know
you don't love me at all, but I still want to hear you say you love me in person. Just take it as a lie to me, a dying man, okay?"
"I..." Greg didn't expect that Jasmine would make such a request. He didn't even say these three words to Leona. In his heart, he
thought that love only needed to be placed in his heart, and there was no need to say it verbally, and he really couldn't say it out.
"Sorry, I can't speak it out." Greg turned his face aside. He couldn't say such words to deceive himself and others.
Looking at the embarrassed expression on Greg's face eagerly, Jasmine smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Have
you ever loved me, even if I only have a little place in your heart? Please, just take it as a lie to me? Ahem, ahem, ahem... " A
large mouthful of blood spilled out of her mouth again. Seeing that Jasmine's breath was weak, she was holding on to the last
breath and waiting for the answer of Greg.
"Yes..." Greg really didn't want to see her like this, so he tried to think of her as Rona. After all, they had so many beautiful
memories, and they had the best time in their lives together.
"Thank you..." Finally hearing the answer that she had been longing for, Jasmine passed away with a smile on her face.

Seeing the cold body, Greg sighed and ordered his men to put her aside. He would take her back to the cemetery after they
rescued Eden.
Seeing the island in front of him, Hansome looked at Greg and said, "Our people have been surrounded. We two go to save
Eden, and the rest stay on the ship waiting for the news. When we successfully save Eden, we will send a signal to them to
launch a general attack."
"Okay." Greg nodded without hesitation. He couldn't wait anymore.
"No, I want to go with you." Boris shouted. He was going to save his grandson, so he had to go.
"And me. Take me with you. I'll increase the insurance." Jean also said. She knew how dangerous this action was. She didn't
want Hansome to take the risk alone.
Seeing that the two of them insisted and had no time to argue about it, Greg could only nod, "Okay, let's go." After carefully
keeping the sketch drawn by Jasmine in mind, together with Wayne, the five of them quickly walked towards the depths of the
island.
Soon they came to the room where Eden was locked on the sketch. Boris and Jean were outside, Wayne, Hansome and Greg
sneaked in.
There were not many people guarding Eden here. Perhaps it was because Samuel thought Eden was just a child and seriously
ill that he loosened his guard a lot.
They easily arrived at the room. It was dark here. They could only judge the way ahead by the light that came in through the gap.
According to the sketch drawn by Jasmine, the end of the road should be a secret room, where Eden was. As soon as Greg
thought that he would see his son soon, he quickened his pace in excitement.
Soon they came to the end of the room. There was a rusty iron door with a big lock on it, but it was not locked. Greg anxiously
took off the lock and then entered the secret room.
All of a sudden, the room was brightly lit. Holding Eden with one hand, Samuel was sitting there steadily, looking at Greg with an
arrogant smile on his face.

"It's a little earlier than I expected. It seems that you're quite efficient. I guessed that the bitch, Jasmine, had already told you the
address of this place, so I happened to wait for you here." With an evil smile on his face, Samuel stared at Greg.
The spacious secret room was already full of people, with weapons in their hands, looking at Greg and the others. They knew
that they had fallen into a trap, but there was no way back. They could only bite the bullet and move forward.
"What do you want? Samuel, if you have the ability, let's fight one-on-one. You let go of Eden, we will have a fair duel. " Standing
straight in front of Samuel, Greg looked at Samuel.
"Hahaha..." Samuel laughed wildly, "Greg, you are a prisoner now. What qualifications do you have to bargain with me? Fair?
Don't you think it's ridiculous? Have you ever competed fairly with me? Why didn't you think of a fair competition when you
purchased Zachary's Company? If it weren't for you, my father wouldn't have had a stroke and been hospitalized. When he
finally left the world, he was still thinking about Zachary's Company. It was all your fault. "
Now Samuel was on the verge of madness. He grabbed Eden with one hand and shook him in the air. Then he threw Eden
under his feet and stepped heavily on Eden's face with one foot.
"Eden." Seeing that his son was at his last gasp, Greg felt nervous. He would rather be beaten by Samuel than see Eden like
this in front of him.