Chapter 291 Jonas took another look at the seemingly unfamiliar man, his eyes widening slightly as if having recalled something.
Jonas, do you know him?â Unable to contain his curiosity, Claude asked, noticing the change in Jonasâs expression.
Jonas pressed his thin lips together, staying silent.
âDonât you two recognize me?â The man in his thirties finally spoke up, his plain face betraying no emotion.
âWho the hell are you? Stop trying to act all familiar!â Claude snapped, impatience creeping into his voice as his volume rose. âMy memory isnât great, so you better say your name.â
The man laughed slowly at this, saying in a calm and measured voice. âTwelve years ago, you had me ambush and attack Jackson at the Saint Yales Resort. When that failed, you ordered me to drive a truck and stage an accident, hoping to kill him. That didnât work either, but it did leave him crippled-â
âNonsense!â Claude interrupted him urgently, but his fingers were trembling uncontrollably.
How could Jackson have tracked down someone from twelve years ago?
âWhat nonsense are you spouting? When did we ever ask you to do such things? Are you making up stories?* Claude snapped instinctively, his voice firm, but fear was beginning to rise in his heart.
Jonas still remained silent, motionless.
The light in his eyes seemed to extinguish, replaced by a dull, lifeless look.
He suddenly realized just how terrifying his opponent, Jackson, was.
Enduring hardship in silence, hiding his light and biding his time, knitting this grand web of schemes in the shadows for so many years, he had prepared thoroughly.
Even the person who acted for him back then has been found.
Everyone else listening to this was on the verge of losing their composure.
Even Bella, standing next to Claude, covered her mouth in shock The truth about Jacksonâs disability and Jacksonâs troubled childhood was all revealed.
It was all caused by Claude and Jonas!
She never imagined that Claude, of all people, was the main culprit.
Lionel and Ruth were stunned for a long time.
Their faces were pale, filled with pain.
Was this the truth behind Jacksonâs disability?
They had always felt sorry for Jacksonâs difficult childhood, sorry that he could never use his legs from such a young age, sorry for all the suffering he had endured.
And now they were being told that Jacksonâs suffering was caused by his own brothers.
How could Claude and Jonas do this to their own brother?
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+5 âClaude, Jonas!â Yvonneâs emotions were out of control, her eyes red and brimming with tears. She stepped forward in a flash, rushing to the two brothers, her face twisted with rage. âIt was you? Jackson is your brother! Even if you donât share the same mother, how could you do this to him?
How could you be so heartless?â
Yvonne was already in tears.
In Jacksonâs prime years, when he should have been running freely, he was confined to a wheelchair.
The mere thought of it made Yvonneâs heartache unbearably.
Why did her son have to suffer all this?
She had thought it was an accident. Who could have imagined it was a longâplanned conspiracy?
The conspirators were Claude and Jonas, two illegitimate children.
At this moment, Yvonneâs hatred for Roderick surged.
If Roderick hadnât had these illegitimate children, her son wouldnât have had to suffer this way.
âWhat are you yelling at them for?â Wendy couldnât help but frown and shout at Yvonne, protective of her sons.
âJust because this man says it, does that make it true?â Wendy scoffed. âMaybe your son found some random person to slander mine!â
Yvonneâs fury surged upon hearing this. âYou!â
She immediately took a few steps forward, pointing a finger at Wendy, as if ready to fight.
âMom, donât get worked up!â Karen suddenly rushed over, wrapping her arms around the agitated Yvonne.
Karen understood Yvonneâs feelings, but right now, everything should be left to Jackson to handle.
Acting impulsively and hurting someone would only put them at a disadvantage.
Yvonneâs agitation slowly subsided as Karen held her.
âExactly!â Claude chimed in. Despite his guilt, he knew he couldnât admit to anything.
If he did, not only would the Bane family turn against him, but it would also stain his reputation forever if it got out.
âJackson just found someone random to frame me. Ridiculous!â He retorted confidently. âI donât know this person at all. If you believe him, youâre the real fool!â
âIs that so?â The manâs gaze locked onto Claude, his expression cold. âIâve kept all the chat records and payment receipts from when you hired me.
Would you like me to show everyone âWhat? You-â Claude couldnât maintain his composure anymore, his face stiffening.
He was visibly shaken, his entire body trembling.
âNo, thatâs not true-â Claude continued to deny, trying to argue. You could easily fake those. Youâre just trying to slander us. How much did Jackson pay you to lie like this?â
âEnough!â Lionel suddenly roared, his voice booming and commanding everyoneâs attention.
He squinted his eyes, looking at Claude and Jonas with anger, his voice firm as he questioned, âIâm asking you, did you do it or not?
2/3 æ°:83%æ Chapter 291 âAnd tell the truth! At that moment, Lionelâs authority was undeniable, his eyes dark and piercing, exuding an overwhelming pressure. âIf you donât tell the truth, I will exhaust all my resources to investigate what happened back then and uncover the truth.â
In fact, twelve years ago, Lionel had investigated Jacksonâs car accident. But all the evidence pointed to it being an accident. so he didnât delve deeper.
He never expected that twelve years later, Jackson would uncover the truth himself.
He didnât need to investigate further.
Just by observing the changes in Claude and Jonasâs expressions, he knew they were responsible.
âTell me the truth!â Lionel hoped they would confess. Dragging this out would only embarrass everyone further.
Claude clenched his teeth, his gaze conflicted and troubled.
At this point, what else could he say?
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