Chapter 308

Chapter 308 Favorite Disciple

Jackson then glanced at Lucas and said offhandedly, “Lucas, have the waiter add a helping of pork ribs

to our order, will you?’ Jackson was probably the only person who could order Lucas around this way.

The rumors about Jackson being an intimidating and formidable force were true. Everyone was scared

of him. Even Lucas dared not step out of line in the old man’s presence.

Being the youngest at the table, Wynter chided Jackson good- naturedly, “You shouldn’t be having pork

ribs when you have hypertension. Let’s order something else.”

“Lucas, go order something else then,” Jackson ordered. He had Wynter sit next to him, and his eyes

were full of concern as he stared at her. “Your recent trip to Paradise Village caused quite a stir.”

Wynter poured him a cup of tea. “I didn’t mean to. I only went in search of the truth of my identity, so I

guess we can chalk this up

coincidence.”

“Coincidence? Lucas told me you left him a note before you left f Paradise Village,” Jackson said.

He then pointed at Lucas. “You’re lucky that Wynter is so full of wit and surprises. You wouldn’t have

been able to get to the bottom of Southdale’s corruption without her help!”

Turning back to Wynter, he added, “You handed him the kind of political accomplishment he needed,

and uncovered the ugly truth of Havenlight County just as he expressed interest in doing the same.

“Lucas, you ought to thank Wynter for helping you out the way she did. No one else could offer you the

same amount of dedication as

she did.”

At once, Lucas rose to his feet and raised his wine glass to Wynter, who responded by raising her cup

of tea.

“Wynter, I thank you on behalf of the good citizens of Southdale. I appreciate what you have done for

me, and feel free to come to me for help in the future.” With that, he knocked back his wine.

Having dedicated most of his life to Florand’s betterment, Jackson never had children of his own. It was

after he had spent his good years toiling for the sake of the country that he met an upstarting young

man such as Lucas.

He could tell Lucas had a good heart and a love for his country.

Jackson was patriotic as well, and all he wanted was for his fellow citizens to thrive. However, his poor

health forced him to recupera

in Southdale.

However, the public seemed to think of his retirement in Southdale as a form of exile, which was funny

because Jackson could never stop worrying over the greater good of his country.

Now that he was feeling better, he needed to return to Kingbourne to

straighten out some things. He wouldn’t rest until he had gotten rid of the division between the rich and

the poor.

The transfer back to Kingbourne came about suddenly, but Jackson

had expected it. The only concerns he had now were for Wynter. “You don’t have to shoulder

everything alone, Wynter.

“If you’re worried about my reputation, you can always ask Domie for help in dealing with the

Shepherds and the Yates. Stop keeping

everything to yourself or you’ll burst.

“It’s no big deal,” Wynter said casually. She knew Jackson had bigger things to worry about than her

problems, such as the well-being of

the nation.

“Besides, Mr. Fisher is a busy man as well. He’s waist-deep in work

tending to the needs of the community.”

Jackson’s heart went out to her. “You remind me of my younger self.”

“Mr. Munn Senior, I don’t think that’s the compliment you’d hoped it would be, seeing as Wynter’s a

young lady,” Lucas pointed out jokingly as the atmosphere relaxed.

A moment later, he said, “The Shepherds are incredibly thick-skinned.

I’ve never met anyone like them in Kingbourne.”

Wynter picked at the roast lamb Jackson had put on her plate. If she didn’t start eating, the food on her

plate would spill onto the table.

“They’re irrelevant,” she remarked as she set her utensils down. “But I

believe there is a family you ought to pay close attention to the

Scotts from Kingbourne.”

Lucas’ expression was solemn. “What about them?”

“Well, one of the counselors who showed up at the award ceremony

happened to be from the Scott family. He presented the award to me

along with a thinly veiled threat,” Wynter elaborated, her gaze as clear as her thoughts.

She continued coolly, “As things are, I have no proof that they played a part in the Havenlight County

incident, but I figured they’re worth looking into now that one of them has exposed himself. That said, I

think you should tread carefully when investigating them.”

Lucas raised a brow. “What makes you say that?”

“I mean, we should all watch our backs around dangerous people like them,” Wynter pointed out. “But

my concern is that they might hurt

you.”

Jackson took in all this and interjected, “Lucas can take care of himself, Wynter. You’re the one who

should be more careful.”

“Me?” Wynter blinked. A wicked gleam shone in her eyes as she said, I’ll be going to Kingbourne soon.

Once I’m there, I’d like to see them

try to get me.”