CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWOClinton pressed both hands on the man’s chest, trying so hard to resuscitate him.“Please, Grandpa! Please, don’t die!” Rachael cried, and Lady Selene stood frozen in the corner, struggling with her emotions.“You just escalated the toxin in his body! Are you insane?! What kind of crazy Doctor are you?!” Clinton scowled at Henry with intense fury, and he was forced to look away at once.“He is bleeding! Look at his nostrils!” Rachael pointed at the blood that was streaming down the old man’s face, but Clinton had already seen it.“We are losing him,” Clinton said with a whisper, and then he continued pressing hard on Lord Caleb’s chest with both hands.“I think I know what we can do,” Henry said, and then he started making a move toward the old man.“I don’t want to see you here! Don’t come close!” Clinton yelled at him, but he refused to listen to him.“Don’t be so arrogant, Clinton. I know a way to keep him alive, just let me handle this.” Henry made a move to pu

CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOURSeeing the look in Clinton’s eyes, the old lady knew that he was serious about what he said.“Can you help him?” She asked, and Clinton nodded to affirm his words.“Just tell me where he is, Lady Dorathy, and leave the rest to me. I hate to see you like this.” Clinton waited for the old lady to tell him what he wanted to hear, but the look on her face showed that she was a bit skeptical at that moment.“I don’t think you can be able to handle this one, Clinton. This is far beyond what you can imagine.” She expressed her concern, but Clinton had already made up his mind to get involved, and there was no going back.“Let’s take a seat.” He led her to one of the long couches in the living room and waited till she was ready to tell him what she meant.“Where is he?” Clinton broke the lingering silence as he was tired of the suspense.“He is in prison.” Lady Dorathy said, and then she sniffled. “Someone framed him for a crime he didn’t commit, and they got him locked u

CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIXNot long after, ten heavily armed prison wardens with cuffs arrived. They looked hungry to lock Clinton and the old lady up in one of the dirty cells in the prison.“Grab those two! You know what to do with them.” Robert pointed at Clinton and Lady Dorathy, and the men got ready to do as they were told.“You are making a very terrible mistake, Robert,” Clinton said with a warning, but Robert called his bluff.“I am going to do to you ten times as much as I did to you the last time, Clinton. I will make sure you don’t come out alive for daring to come here to make demands!” Robert said, threatening with both his hands and his eyes. “Hurry up! Grab them!” He said to his men, and they quickly began to move faster.“Do something, Clinton! I don’t want to go to prison! No one will take care of Eddie if we are both locked up. I am too old to be in prison!” Lady Dorathy cried out in fear, but Clinton remained calm.“Stay here, don’t make any move.” He said to her, and th

CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHTWithout letting Sam say even a single word, he turned and left, sauntering away.But he had barely taken a few steps away when his phone rang, and he was forced to reach for his pocket, answering the call at once.“Where are you?! I need your help!” The familiar female voice said with panic, causing him to take a deep breath.“I am on my way!” He responded without delay, and then he ended the call, getting into the car before he drove off.He beat the traffic and arrived at his destination in no time, rushing toward the lady as soon as he saw her. “Thank goodness you are here, Clinton!” She exclaimed with a panicked tone, her wary eyes staring at the two guards standing behind Clinton.“Who did this to you?!” Clinton, but she was too flustered to even say a word, staring from one guard to the other.“They are with me, Sharon. It’s okay.” Clinton assured the moment he sensed the fear that was buried deep inside the lady’s eyes.The moment the two guards tried to

CHAPTER EIGHTYHowever, Alfred didn’t seem like the only one who was shocked at that moment.The rest of the people in the room, including the guards stared at him with wide eyes, wondering what he was up to.“Found it!” Clinton chuckled softly, nodding in satisfaction.“Who saves his father’s number with just Father?” He scoffed, returning his gaze to Alfred.“That’s too simple. You made it very easy for me to find.” He taunted, leaving the middle-aged man silent.“We are going to call your father, Alfred…” Clinton continued, his voice low but sharp.“We will tell him that I have you, and that I am going to cause you the same amount of pain you inflicted on the lady. He is going to watch you shed tears. His precious son.”Alfred gasped, but yet again, he was not the only one who was shocked by what Clinton said.But the Young Master was not done speaking, returning his eyes to the screen of the phone.“Let’s call Daddy!” He sniggered, pushing the green icon.He showed the screen to t