All Chapters of The Rejected Son’s Road to Retribution: Chapter 131
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Chapter 131
Tyson gave a slight shrug, as if the question had never truly occupied his thoughts in any serious way.“I don’t know,” he answered honestly, his tone still flat and calm. “Even if I do go back, probably not anytime soon.”There was no promise. No certainty. His words were left hanging in the air.Scarlett studied his face for a few seconds longer than necessary, then offered a faint smile. She had no intention of pushing him.“That’s already enough. As long as you still have the intention to return, even if it’s just for a visit.”She leaned back in her chair, her fingers loosely circling her glass.“There are still people in Pueblo who want to see you,” she added quietly. “With good intentions.”Tyson didn’t respond. His gaze settled on the table, on the reflection of light on the metal spoon, on anything but Scarlett’s face. He listened without leaving any opening for others to glimpse what was truly turning in his mind.Scarlett continued, her voice growing more serious. She spoke
Chapter 132
Over the past few days, Joe’s life had been anything but fine. Every morning he woke up to bad news, and every night he went to sleep with the certainty that tomorrow would be worse.The company he had built, once his pride, the name he flaunted before friends and business partners, now felt like an abandoned old building. Cracked everywhere. Hollow on the inside.His father knew.Not guessed. Not merely suspected anymore. He knew, with certainty, that Joe had offended Tyson.The name was finally spoken in the cold study, without emotion, like a sentence being passed.“You will apologize to him. Sincerely,” his father said, flat and absolute.Joe refused.He stood straight in front of the large desk, jaw set, fists clenched. His pride rebelled. To apologize meant admitting that everything that had happened was his fault. That he had misjudged his opponent. That he had lost.“I will not kneel to anyone,” he snapped.His father did not respond with shouting. Nor with a long-winded threa
Chapter 133
Tyson’s room was quiet. The half-drawn curtains let daylight slip in through thin lines, falling across the immaculate surface of his desk.Behind the monitor, Tyson sat with his back straight, his gaze sharp and focused, his fingers moving quickly yet with controlled precision over the keyboard.Anna sat on a small sofa in the corner of the room, her legs crossed, her hands clasped together on her lap. She watched Tyson for quite a while, tracing the sharp line of his jaw, the faint crease between his brows, a sign that his mind was deeply at work.As if sensing her gaze, Tyson stopped typing. He didn’t turn right away, only asked, “What is it?”Anna was slightly startled, then smiled faintly.“I was just thinking about what Scarlett said earlier. About Pueblo.”Tyson finally shifted his attention away from the screen and looked at Anna. His gaze was calm, warmer than usual, not the cold and flat look he often wore.“What do you think?” he asked in return. “If one day we go back ther
Chapter 134
The moment they arrived at the police station, the atmosphere was anything but calm.Tyson was led into a temporary interrogation room. Not long after, the door across the room opened, and Joe was escorted inside by two officers.The man had only minor injuries, bandages wrapped around his temple, one arm supported, but there was no trace of remorse in his eyes. On the contrary, his anger burned openly.The instant he saw Tyson, Joe reacted.“You!” he shouted, struggling violently, forcing the officers beside him to grip his shoulders. “You think this is over just because I got caught?”Tyson glanced at him briefly. His gaze was flat, cold, as if the man standing before him were not someone who had just tried to kill him, but an insignificant stranger.“You’re pretty lucky today,” Joe continued hoarsely, his voice thick with hatred. “If I’d been in that car, if only—”“That’s enough,” one of the officers cut in sharply.But Joe didn’t stop. His words kept spilling out, curses mixed wi
Chapter 135
Tyson arrived at the hospital as night fell. The corridor lights reflected dully off the polished floor, the antiseptic smell unchanged, sharp, cold, and biting. His steps were measured, calm as always, yet there was something restrained behind his clenched jaw.Scarlett had been moved to the HCU, a high-dependency unit under close observation. Her condition was no longer critical; her breathing was steady, her heart rate normal. However, she was still unconscious, asleep under the effects of medication. The doctor said it was normal, her body needed time.Fortunately, there was no serious threat to her life.Inside the room, there was only Anna. She sat in a chair beside Scarlett’s bed, her body leaning slightly forward, her hands folded in her lap. She looked exhausted, yet composed.The monitor beside the bed emitted a soft, steady beeping, its rhythm consistent, like a marker of time moving slowly.Scarlett’s assistant was not there. He was outside, contacting Scarlett’s family on
Chapter 136
The next morning, the hospital was once again filled with activity from early on.Scarlett’s father and mother arrived exactly as the assistant had said they would. Their faces were worn from the long journey, but their eyes were sharp, filled with worry that had not yet found release.The moment the door to the care room opened, Scarlett’s mother hurried to the bedside. Her hand flew to cover her mouth, her breath catching when she saw her daughter lying motionless, her skin pale under the white lights, thin wires running across her body.“Scarlett…” Her voice trembled, nearly breaking.Her father, Mr. Thorne, stood on the other side of the bed. He did not touch his daughter. He simply stared.His jaw tightened, his eyes sharp and heavy with pressure as they moved from the steadily beeping monitor back to his daughter’s face. He said nothing, yet the restrained anger around him was unmistakable.Scarlett’s assistant stood a little farther back, waiting for the first wave of emotion t
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Tyson lifted the phone to his ear, his steps slowing as he stopped at a quieter corner of the corridor. The low hum of the air-conditioning and the occasional echo of footsteps faded into the background.“Tyson,” the voice on the other end was calm and heavy, carrying an authority that did not need to be raised, one that, even after all these years, had not diminished but grown more pronounced.“I’m glad to know you’re doing well.”Without realizing it, Tyson’s shoulders loosened slightly. No matter how guarded he was, he never rejected concern from those who genuinely cared about him.“Thank you, Commissioner,” he replied politely. “I didn’t expect we’d be speaking under circumstances like this either.”Rodriguez let out a soft chuckle. “Life has a strange sense of humor.”A few lines of brief small talk followed about Scarlett’s condition and other things safe enough to be spoken aloud. But both of them knew it was only a prelude.Then Rodriguez’s tone shifted, becoming more direct,
Chapter 138
Tyson arrived at Mr. Hale’s private residence in the late afternoon.The house stood quietly behind a well-maintained black iron gate. When Tyson arrived, a servant informed him that Mr. Hale was preparing for his usual evening walk in the back garden, a routine he almost never skipped.Instead of canceling it, Mr. Hale offered a faint smile when he saw Tyson.“You came at just the right time,” he said as he put on a light coat. “The air in the late afternoon is good for thinking. Let’s take a walk.”They walked side by side along the stone path in the garden. Old trees lined the way neatly, their leaves swaying gently in the breeze. The silence between them was not awkward, but deliberate. After all, they were both men who understood that important conversations did not need to be rushed.“I hear your situation is quite troublesome,” Mr. Hale said at last, without unnecessary pleasantries. “You mentioned on the phone that there was something I could help with. What is it?”Tyson did
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Tyson didn’t answer right away. He believed what Mr. Hale said that the offer was real, that Aelius could indeed be handed over with a single decision.And precisely because of that, he doubted the intent behind it. A man like Mr. Hale never moved without long, careful calculations.“Why me?” Tyson finally asked. His voice was calm, but there was a clear sharpness beneath it. “There are plenty of people out there who are more ambitious. Hungrier for power. Far more suited to lead a group as large as Aelius.”Mr. Hale turned to him, not offended in the slightest. If anything, there was more approval in his eyes, as if Tyson’s reaction only confirmed his judgment.“I’m not interested in people who are hungry,” he replied simply, relaxed and unhurried. Then he added, “I’m interested in people who know when to stop.”The answer didn’t fully satisfy Tyson. In the end, the old man’s words still circled the same vague ground, offering no concrete clarity and Tyson disliked shallow reasoning
Chapter 140
Joe’s problem unfolded exactly as Mr. Hale had promised and without unnecessary ripples.Hands that had previously begun to reach out slowly withdrew. Some names that had been whispered chose silence instead. Others were subtly reminded that this was not a matter they were meant to touch.The pressure did not come from a single direction, but from multiple sides at once, forcing anyone who considered intervening to think twice.The situation within Joe’s family deteriorated rapidly, though it did not collapse entirely. His company lost market confidence, key contracts were frozen, and long-time partners began to keep their distance.There were no direct attacks, just enough to make it clear that the protection they had hoped for would not arrive.Joe’s father understood the message perfectly.He made a few final attempts, but soon realized that fighting the current would only drag his family deeper under.In the end, he made a cold yet rational choice, abandoning his son’s fate to sav