Chapter 389 Jonas didnât bat an eye when he got the news.
Jonas badly wanted what was locked away in the Paragon Group treasure vault.
But he knew it was a foolâs errand to get the treasure vault. He didnât think Oneida could do it.
Oneida was tough, but going up against Evan, the chief of Paragon Group, was also difficult. Jonas thought she couldnât do it.
Jonas just wanted Jackson to die.
The more Oneida tried to keep Jackson alive, the more Jonas wanted him dead.
After all, Jackson was tangled up with Paragon Group.
Jonas was playing a waiting game to see if Oneida would figure something out.
Maybe sheâd even work out that her husband, Jackson was in deep with Paragon Group. Jonas couldnât wait to see Oneida if she ever found that out.
âYeah, I want the key,â Jonas said with a halfâsmirk. âDonât worry about whether I deserve it or not. Just remember, no key, no Water Death for you.â
Oneida pressed her lips together before throwing him a sharp nod. âFine, deal.â
Jonas was caught off guard by how quickly Oneida agreed.
This made his mind tick.
Jonas mused, âIs she saying yes now and plotting some mischief for later? It was just like Oneida to play that way!
âJust to be clear,â Jonas said, his voice dropping cold, âDonât try to be smart. The Water Death isnât where you think. You best get that key. If youâre thinking about swiping the Water Death from me, think againâit wonât work.â
Oneidaâs expression didnât change. Betraying Jonas had never crossed her mind.
She thought to herself, âJonas is too tricky for his own good. Heâs probably got the Water Death hidden tight. No point in chasing shadows; going after the key is faster. Striking at Paragon Group might work. Jacksonâs running out of time. I need to move fast and go for the quick win. I know Paragon like the back of my hand; itâs worth trying!
But there was one thing gnawing at Oneida as she locked eyes with Jonas, âYou keep your end of the bargain. If I key and you back out-â
get you the âIâll make sure you regret it,â Oneida stated, pure and simple. It wasnât a threat but a promise. If Jonas crossed her, she would let him die.
Jonas was briefly taken aback, a sense of awe seeping into him at the sight of Oneidaâs fierce and resolute expression.
Jonas knew Oneida meant serious business.
Jonas thought skeptically, âBut does Oneida truly believe that she can secure the key?â
Deep down, Jonas doubted Oneida could pull it off, which is why he so confidently said, âDonât worry, I wonât go back on my word.â
Hearing his vow, Qneida remained silent.
1/3 III 09:30 Mon, Dec 16 Chapter 389 She turned around and teft quickly without another word.
Jonas stood there, motionless, watching Oneidaâs figure disappear into the distance.
86%1 It was then that Alex managed to get up from the ground, frowning at Jonas, âMr. Jonas Bane, youâre just going to let her walk away like that?â
Jonas said nothing.
Alex continued, âOneidaâs not simple. Mr. Jonas Bane, you must take her seriously. Otherwise, sheâll get one over on you.â
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Oneida left the winding alleyways and settled into her car.
Gripping the steering wheel, she didnât start the engine right away.
She momentarily lost herself in thought.
Oneida reflected, âParagon Group, this time... I have to go.
Oneida fired up the engine and drove straight toward Garrison Mansion.
When Oneida arrived at Garrison Mansion, the sky had sunk into darkness.
Oneida went to the room of Jackson at once when she arrived.
Pushing the door open, she found that Cece was still there.
The doctor had gone, and Victor was silently standing guard.
Cece was kneeling by the bed, sobbing as if her heart would break.
With a look bordering on annoyance, Victor remained silent until he saw Oneida walk in, a flicker of relief passing across his features, âMrs. Bane, youâre back?â
Oneida a gave brief nod, her face unreadable.
Her gaze landed on Cece, her eyes cool and eyebrows knitting together in faint disapproval.
Cece, hearing the noise, couldnât help but turn her head to look.
Oneida, growing impatient with Ceceâs tears, remarked brusquely, âWhat good will crying do? Better go back to your room.
The noise is too much...â
Cece didnât argue. Oneida nodded and quickly left the bedroom Oneida looked away, turning to Victor, âYou should get some rest too.â
Victor hesitated before asking, âMrs. Bane, did you find Jonas?â
Oneidaâs gaze flickered, and for a moment she held her silence.
She wasnât ready to share her dealings with Jonas with others, so âI didnât find him,â Oneida lied.
Victor didnât find anything amiss with her response.
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Chapter 389 It would be unusual if Oneida managed to find Jonas.
After all, Jonas was quite the formidable figure himself.
âItâs okay if you couldnât find him,â sighed Victor, his voice carrying a comforting tone. âMrs. Bane, donât worry. Thereâll be a way out.â
Oneida pressed her lips together and added, âBy the way, when Jackson wakes up, donât tell him about anything that happened today, including about Jonas. Understand?â
Jackson had been poisoned by the Water Death, but a glimmer of hope remained that he would soon come around.
All these matters, Oneida decided, she would resolve on her ow Oneida didnât want to spoil Jacksonâs spirits.
If one knew they were afflicted with an incurable poison, their mood would surely not be good... So it might be better not to know.
Regardless, Oneida was determined to save Jackson.
Victor, hearing Oneidaâs words, paused for a moment in surprise.
The Second Act Revenge (Oneida and Jackson)
ï¤The Second Act 388 Then he nodded, âI understand, Mrs. Bane. I wonât tell Mr. Bane anything.â
But Victor felt a nagging sense of peculiarity in the pit of his stomach.
Victor wondered, âHow is Mrs. Bane so certain that Mr. Bane will recover? After all, his current condition is not promising, and thereâs no telling when he might awaken.â
Victor didnât pursue his trains of thought any further, nor did he say anything more. Sensing the mood, he discreetly retreated from the bedroom.
Thus, in the spacious room, only Oneida and Jackson remained.
Oneida stood upright, while Jackson lay silent and motionless.
His body was chillingly cold, his features serene in their settled grimness, his complexion deathly pale.
Oneida walked over and crouched beside the bed.
She couldnât help but Bi each out a hand, gently touching Jacksonâs handsome face.
Even his face was as cold ice.
With an intense and affectionate gaze, Oneida silently watched him, whispering, âJackson...â
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