The news of my gunshot wound spread like wildfire, with countless speculations about who could possibly want me dead. The scene where I had been shot was immediately shielded off, and all the students were ordered to go back home. Reporters flooded the area, while police officers stood by, trying to control the growing crowd.I was rushed into the hospital, and several doctors immediately attended to me. I was barely conscious. Everything around me sounded distant and unclear. I could hear voices, but I couldn't understand everything they were saying. My body felt unbearably heavy, and I couldn't move a single part of it."I told you not to let him out of your sight!"That was K1's voice. I could hear the anger and fear in his voice as he shouted at Evelyn.Marcus was still in shock. His hands were soaked in my blood, and from the sound of his voice, I could tell that he still couldn't believe what had happened to me.Then I heard him say something that made my heart sink."Benson and

"Make sure no one comes close enough to this van."I couldn't see what was happening around me, but I could hear the voices in the distance. My body was still completely unresponsive, and the darkness around me remained heavy. I could hear footsteps, machines, and people moving quickly.George's voice stood out among them.The nurses watched as I was moved through the hospital hallway. From the sound of their hurried footsteps and the number of people surrounding me, it seemed like they were transporting someone extremely important.The entire scene was almost glamorous, as though they were moving the president of the nation."Be careful," Mr. George shouted occasionally as the people carrying me lifted my unconscious body into the back of the van.Inside the van, several specialists were already waiting for me. I could hear their voices, but I couldn't understand everything they were saying."I'm coming with you, Dad," Marcus said."No, you are not," George replied."Why not? He is m

[ AFTER THE GUNSHOT INCIDENT]The Carter mansion was filled with noise as several members of the family gathered in the main sitting room."I am the next in line after the death of Jason!" Henry Carter barked."Is that your way of admitting you had a hand in his shooting?" Eric asked slowly, raising an eyebrow from where he sat."How dare you accuse me of such a thing? Did the police find any concrete evidence pointing to me as the culprit?" Henry scowled.The room erupted into another frenzy, with the lawyer standing in the middle as he tried desperately to calm everyone down."We haven't seen Mr. Jason's corpse yet. I can't agree to the fact that he is dead. Before we can go ahead and appoint the next successor, I need to know if Mr. Jason is dead or not," the lawyer finally said."What are you saying?" Camilla exploded. "Are you telling us to wait for the comeback of a little boy? Who is going to take care of the family business when we don't even know where he is?""I think I can

Everyone looked at one another after Marcus made the ridiculous offer."Really? Are you going to give the money?" someone asked from behind him."Yes. I am going to give it to anyone who saw who the shooter was," Marcus replied.Mr. Reynolds took the microphone again."You all heard him. We need to be our brother's keeper. Jason is a part of this school, and we need to help him one way or the other."I was still nowhere near the school, but my name continued to dominate the entire conversation."And what if I say I would pay double the amount to keep that person silent?"Ethan's voice suddenly boomed from the back of the room.Marcus slowly turned toward him."Is that a way of saying that you have a hand in the gunshot incident?"Everyone looked at Marcus as he made his way toward Ethan, who remained seated."It is no news that I hate Jason Carter," Ethan said casually, blowing a speck of dust from his long nails. "Do you think I care what you say about me?"Marcus was already fuming.

"Can you tell me what is going on?" Marcus asked, staring at his father. He could see that George was a bit sweaty."Don't worry. I have everything under control," George replied, looking at his son."You and you." He pointed at two of his men. "Follow me."George was about to walk out when he looked back at Zeek and Evelyn."Make sure no one comes into the building. Stay alert."Marcus knew something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He knew his father still saw him as a teenager and would always do everything in his power to protect him. He was about to go after his father when Evelyn pulled him back."You should listen to him. He didn't tell you for a reason.""Who are you to order me around and tell me what to do? He is my father, and I am going after him!" Marcus snapped at her."Fine. Suit yourself." Evelyn said as she gently released her firm grip on him.Marcus was about to walk through the door when Zeek stepped closer to him and teased, "That should shut him u