Chapter 1353
Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
The manâs furious voice came from the hallway harshly.
Jeremy raised his eyes to see the people who had barged in and instantly understood their intentions.
He signaled the maids to go on with their business and then said in a light tone, âIf you have time, you should go to the hospital and not come here to expose your low IQs.â
âWhat? Jeremy, you killed Rye and you still dare to pretend that it has nothing to do with you?! Jeremy, let me tell you, Iâll never let Rye die like this without doing anything about it!â Mrs. Jones cursed with tears in her eyes, looking extremely distressed.
Mr. Jones was also furious as he gritted his teeth. âJeremy, even if our Rye really killed the woman named Lana Johnson, it should be the police convicting him! Who are you to shoot Rye just like that?
âDo the Whitmans have a habit of persecuting the Joneses? Not only did you people kill my dad, but now you even killed my son!â
Jeremy furrowed his eyebrows as indignation appeared in his eyes. He emphasized with a serious expression, âNo matter in the past, present, or future, the Whitmans have never harmed anyone.â
He looked imposing with his eyes looking magnanimous.
âI will only say this once. The death of the old master has nothing to do with my grandfather. If Ryan really dies from this gunshot, then he only has himself to blame and it has nothing to do with others.â
âY-Youâre actually saying that our Rye is the one to blame?!â Mrs. Jones could not accept this. Out of frustration, she pushed the blame to someone else. âYou and that Eveline Montgomery are clearly the ones who killed our Rye! Eveline is a fickle woman who played with our Ryeâs feelings. Youâre even more hateful. In order to vent for that woman, you shot Rye to death!
âJeremy, donât think that you can do whatever you want just because the Whitmans are the number one family in Glendale. Iâll definitely seek justice for Rye!â
âDo you even know what justice is?â Jeremy was enraged all of a sudden.
Mrs. Jonesâ words seemed to have triggered something in him.
She could berate him all she wanted, but she just had to involve Madeline.
His deep eyes froze over immediately and coldness swirled in his eyes. âIt was your son who approached my wife with an ulterior motive from the beginning. My wife treated him as a friend, but what did he do? He was just using her for revenge!
âLinnie was a healthy, imposing, and confident person. Now, she has been turned into a half-witted fool by your son. Who do you think you are to stand here and blame my wife?
âLet me also tell you this. Even if Ryan really dies, this matter will not be over. Linnie has suffered so many injuries and torment that I want the Joneses to pay the price!â
After Jeremy finished warning them, he strode toward the door.
His impeccably strong aura stunned both Mr. and Mrs. Jones.
âHmph, you still have the cheek to criticize him so violently?â Karen sneered, âYour son killed someone and pushed the blame to my son, even causing my daughter-in-law to be in the state sheâs in now. We didnât even ask you to settle accounts, but you came to us first? Jeremy is right. Your son is the one to blame if he really kicks the bucket!â
âYouâ¦â
Mr. and Mrs. Jonesâ faces were green with anger. Flames of anger were burning inside their chests.
However, when they suddenly recalled what Jeremy had just said, the couple turned around in a hurry.
Mr. and Mrs. Jones also followed after Jeremy when they saw that he was about to drive away.
âRye might still be alive! If we follow him, weâll definitely know where Rye is now!â
Jeremy knew that Mr. and Mrs. Jones were following behind him, but he did not want to bother about them. As such, he drove straight to the hospital where Ryan was undergoing surgery.
When he arrived, the red light in the operating theatre just went out and the surgeon stepped out.
Jeremy glanced at Mr. and Mrs. Jones who were following him before striding forward and asking the doctor, âWhatâs the situation of the person who was shot? Can he still be saved?â
After hearing Jeremyâs question, Mr. and Mrs. Jones felt as if something was clenching at their hearts tightly. It was getting difficult for them to breathe.
In the next second, they saw the chief of surgery shaking his head helplessly. âThe bullet was taken out, but the injury is serious. He has been transferred to the ICU now. If he can wake up, then thereâs still hope, but the probability is very small.â
After listening to what the doctor said, Mrs. Jones was stunned for a second. Then, she wailed in pain.
âRye!â
With tears streaming down her face, she suddenly raised her finger to Jeremy. âJeremy Whitman, you murderer! Youâll die a horrible death! Eveline Montgomery will also die a horrible death! Your whole family will die horrible deaths!â