Winner Takes All

The sounds and voices were echoing in the room.

It was as if the air was frozen.

The two mid aged men's pupils went small, their faces showed surprise.

Mister Ward and Brent were pale in their faces from the shock.

Mister Ward said to Jack hurriedly, "Master Hughes, don't lose your temper."

As he said so, he turned to Madam Hughes to explain, "Madam Hughes, I apologize to you on behalf of Master Hughes, please excuse him."

"Huh!"

Madam Hughes snorted cold, she didn't even look at Mister Ward who was on the floor, instead she was fixed on Jack, her eyes were slightly squinted.

Since the start, Jack had no other emotion on his face except for the coldness.

He stared Madam Hughes in the eyes, and made no intention to back away.

Since the moment he entered the room, he recognized that Madam Hughes was reading from the sin expiation Buddhist scriptures, "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva PurvaPranidhana Sutra". But he came here carrying sins, to ask for forgiveness, he wanted Madam Hughes to concede, so he swallowed his anger.

But Madam Hughes kept reading her prayers, and ignored him, if it wasn't Mister Ward, who interrupted her, Madam Hughes might have really kept reading the prayer a hundred times. The time she needed to read it a hundred times, he might have died due to excessive blood loss.

He was really there to ask for forgiveness.

But he wasn't a pushover, neither was he a hothead.

Madam Hughes was already using the scriptures for the dead to against him, why would he keep enduring?

Mister Ward looked very anxious, and as he was staring at Madam Hughes, his eyes reddened.

When he entered, he as well noticed what Madam Hughes was reading.

But he didn't dare to interrupt her.

If it wasn't for Jack's condition to gradually worsen, he as a servant, would never had the balls to do so.

Who knew that Jack as well recognized the prayers she was reading and he went so far to say it out loud right in front of Madam Hughes.

This was great disrespect!

In that moment, Madam Hughes got up, and went to the computer, then she turned off the prayers, and stopped to pause.

The room was deadly quiet.

Both Mister Ward and Brent, and the mid aged man with graying temples were staring at Madam Hughes, and felt suffocation.

After a moment.

Madam Hughes suddenly started to laugh, "Well, well, you really are the son of Patrick, with your shrewdness, your courage, I guess I am of no use anymore, since you are butting against me." Even though she was laughing, everyone in the room noticed the coldness in her voice.

As she finished speaking, Madam Hughes turned around to stare at Jack.

"Now that you know to open the wound to beg me to concede, why should I not release your soul from your body?"

Jack's pupils narrowed.

In that moment, he felt he was read through by Madam Hughes.

Because she knew that I was going to open the wounds, that's why she was reciting the prayers?

What a mean old bitch!

"Kneel down!"

Madam Hughes demanded, her eyes looked furious.

Jack's brows knitted while he was undecided.

His eyes showed his struggles, with his right hand he had to put pressure on his would, so hard that he almost buried his fingers in the wound.

A man didn't go on his knees, unless it was in front of god, or his parents.

If he did now, it meant that he surrendered to the Hughes family's powers!

And Madam Hughes came to send punitive forces against him!

"Master Hughes, kneel down!"

Mister Ward said to him, his voice was trembling, and his eyes red.

No matter how calm of a person Mister Ward usually was, now he clearly was scared.

Madam Hughes had the most high position in the Hughes family.

In this situation, even if old Master was there, he wouldn't have the powers to turn the situation around.

If Jack was to be disinherited, it would have been all for nothing.

"Master Hughes..."

Brent wanted to say something, but then stopped, his eyes flashed.

"Huh..."

Jack exhaled deeply, his cold face suddenly showed a smile, "Alright, I will kneel down."

Then, he endured the horrible pain shooting from the wound on his stomach, and kneeled down slowly.

It looked like the moment was in slow motion.

Jack's pale face was showing a smile, but his eyes were shining.

His hands were subconsciously clenched to a fist, his veins were popping out.

Even his tightly bit teeth were making noises.

This was a humiliation!

This was the biggest humiliation since he was born into this family.

Even though he didn't want to kneel down, he had no choice but to do so.

If he did, he still had the chance to be the winner.

If he didn't, he would become an outlaw, or maybe even worse.

Poof!

When his knees touched on the ground, his heart beat loudly.

That moment, Jack's consciousness was a little blur, his head was empty.

"And I thought you were made of steel, a cross breed, but who knew that your knees could bend?"

Madam Hughes was standing above Jack, staring down at him, her eyes were filled with dissatisfaction and hate, "You have hurt my grandson, Killian, what do you deserve?"

Mister Ward got worried, "Madam Hughes, didn't the family already talk about that?"

"Humph!"

Madam Hughes swooshed her hand, her eyes looked furious, "He was bullying my grandson for being a good and nice boy, and now he wants to mud this water, does he really think I am already dead? Killian was such a lively boy, and was beaten to that extent, is that something one knife wound could make up?"

Good boy?

Nice?

Jack laughed, his eyes were filled with anger.

She was taking his side, how can she send punitive forces against him!

"Madam Hughes, Master Hughes has already gotten the knife wound, don't you see it?"

Mister Ward was supporting Jack, his eyes were still red, his body trembling.

"You are just a servant, who are you to talk!"

Madam Hughes knitted her brows, her eyes were widened, then she threw a look at Jack, "He is a bastard, he has no right to be equal to my grandson Killian! Last time it was George, this time it's Killian, you really are something!"

Jack's smile on his face widened.

Bastard?

He really was one!

"Madam Hughes, Master Hughes is still blood related to Old Master, he is still a child of the Hughes family!" Mister Ward couldn't help but to act against his role.

Madam Hughes's words were not just taking someone's side, they were for sure not sending punitive forces against anyone.

She just wanted Jack to be dead!

And as a servant, if he couldn't protect his master, what was he good for?

"Do you know how important the Hughes family is? Who the hell is he?"

Madam Hughes was staring at Mister Ward, her long and bony fingers were pointed at Jack, "He is just a bastard, given birth by a whore, how is he the child of out family?"

"But..."

Mister Ward wanted to say more.

Brent, who was also kneeling on the floor, was filled with anger, and wanted to argue.

The room was filled with the smell of gun powder.

The murder intent was obvious.

Minister Mable had his brows knitted, he looked at Jack with a serious gaze.

"Really well said!"

Jack said loudly.

In that moment, Madame Hughes, Mister Ward and Brent were all startled.

Then, while they were staring at him.

Jack was slowly standing up, still holding his wound, "You are right, I am just a bastard, and I am made of steel, I cannot bend!"

"You... kneel down right now!" Madam Hughes stared at him angrily.

In the Hughes family, nobody dare to be disrespectful to her!

And outside the family, nobody dared to be so provocative!

"Since you don't really see me as a Hughes, since I am just a bastard, any you are disrespecting my mother, why should I kneel down in front of you?"

Jack was filled with anger, his eyes were sharp as a knife.

That moment, he was riding the high horse.