Chapter 136: It's Just a Matter Of Time

AS THE food and wine tasting event was already done, Bruce was now in the Wellington mansion, specifically in their bedroom.In front of him was a bottle of whiskey and a glass. He sipped on his drink and leaned on the chair. Bruce sighed, gripping the glass tightly as the alcohol didn't even affect him.A long time had passed after Bruce's conversation with Jake, but still, his words lingered in his mind.“August…” Bruce muttered while staring at the ceiling.His other hand clenched into fists. Remembering how his father declared the marriage made his blood boil. He had this strange possessiveness towards Daphne, and he won't let anyone take her away from him.Not even someone from the Wellington family.Bruce clicked his tongue and placed the glass again on the table. First things first, he must punish August because he was the start of every misery he had gone into.“What's the matter, baby?” Samantha, who went out of their bathroom, made Bruce return to his senses. “Are the wines

Chapter 137: Who's My Visitor?

THE TWO months passed like it was a blow in the wind. It was already August’s eighth month in prison, and fortunately, since he didn’t have any violations, the blackbell prison management let him apply for parole.“We’ll update you about the results as soon as possible,” said the prison guard as he took the document August filled up earlier.August only nodded in response. He was nervous, but he didn’t let it show. The parole application was his only ticket to escape this place— at least for now. He might have enjoyed having a good time with some of the prisoners here, but August knew that he couldn’t stay.He should move now while he still has the chance.“Nice one, August!”

Chapter 138: The Application's Result

“WHAT ARE you doing here?” asked August, clenching his fists.The annoyance suddenly consumed him as Bruce Sandoval greeted him with his cocky smile and mocking gaze. Bruce even whistled and chuckled a bit when he saw how angry August was even if he wasn’t doing anything.At least not yet.“Aren’t you greeting me first?” Bruce shook his head. He moved his chair to face August as he crossed his arms. The expression in his eyes was full of arrogance. “I pulled some strings to visit you here. And this is what I get?”The annoying laughter almost wanted August to run onto Bruce and punch him hard to the point he wouldn’t be able to show his face to anyone, not even his family. Bruce is the only one who could make his bloo

Chapter 139: Ten O'Clock

FROZEN AT his spot, August’s eyes widened while staring at the paper he was holding.[DISAPPROVED.]It was written in big, capital letters like it was slapping him from the reality that he wouldn’t be able to escape this place as much as he wanted to. That he would spend his entire life in jail.His hands almost loosened their grip on the paper, until he let go of it, causing the paper to fall on the floor.“Aw, man! Too bad!” Bruce exclaimed before he chuckled. “You didn’t pass the parole? I wonder why?”Bruce’s voice was full of sarcasm and mockery. Suddenly, August realized the reason why he went this far to visit him— to make August see the difference between him and B

Chapter 140: We're Here To Help You

Chapter 141: Commotion

AMADEUS glanced at Rio, signaling him to do something about the CCTV camera inside the room. Rio nodded when he understood what Amadeus meant as he took something from his pocket— A memory card.That made August confused. His lips parted as his questioning look greeted Rio. However, Rio just made a thumbs up before he walked like a flash.He knew how to avoid being caught on camera, so he moved with pre-calculated steps until he was at the edge of the room. In one swift, he used the chair behind him and stepped on it. Finally, he placed the memory card inside the CCTV camera.It didn’t take a second before the camera shut down, only to work again after a few seconds. Earlier, the camera was blinking red, but now, it was the color green. Rio took a look at it again, and when he confirmed something,

Chapter 142: How Can I Forget That Name?

THE PRISONERS, instead of helping Mill, did the opposite. They had taken turns to cheer Mill, who was helplessly lying on the floor, and the prison guard who looked determined to kill Mill on the spot.“Wooo! Police versus a prisoner! Nice view!”“Mill! Don’t let them beat you to death, you dumbass!”“Nice punch, officer! Finish the fight already!”A round of screams and applause followed after that.Finishing the fight means killing one of them so the other one could be declared the winner. August shook his head in disbelief. He didn’t like Mill, too, but he couldn’t stand looking at this pitiful situation like this.It was ha

Chapter 143: Find a Weakness

CHARLES’ MIND suddenly went down memory lane. In the blink of an eye, he saw himself going back decades ago, standing in front of their master’s bedroom where Clementine was shouting while a midwife was instructing her some things.“You can do this, Clementine…” said Charles as he leaned on the wall, and gritted his teeth while preventing himself from crying.His heartbeat thumped drastically. It was a special day in his and Clementine's life, and as much as he wanted to accompany her with the pain, Clementine requested for him to stay outside until the end of the process.Inside the room, Clementine was holding tightly onto the bed sheet. There's a thick face towel on her mouth to prevent herself from biting onto her tongue.“Scream