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    bChapter /bb288 /b

    One bof /bthe assistants stepped forward, yanked Zachary to his feet, drove him to the entrance of the Stone familly vi, and bdumped /bhim out of the or

    btrash/b.

    Zachary had passed out. Barely alive, hey motionless on the ground. After a long time, someone inside finally noticed a figure at the front bgate /bunconscious.

    “Help! It’s Mr. Stone. He’s beaten to death!” someone shouted. With that, the entire Stone family vi erupted into chaos, and it scared bDavid /bout bof /bhis

    wits.

    “What happened to my son?” David shouted in panic as he quickly dashed out, nearly losing his shoes in his frantic rush, his massive beer belly bjiggling /bwith each step.

    He ran to the front gate and, upon seeing Zachary’s miserable state, immediately wailed, “Oh no, my son! What happened to you? Who did this bto /bbyou/bb? /bTell me, and I’ll avenge you right now!”

    David cradled his son’s head, his heart aching. “Bastards! How could they be so ruthless? iAre /ithey trying to end the Stone family line? My boy, please bbe /balright!

    “What are you useless idiots standing around for? Call an ambnce and get a doctor here to save my son!” David roared at the servants.

    The servants trembled at David’s roar, scrambling to pull out their phones and call for help.

    David wept bitterly, crying out, “Oh my son, if anything happens to you, I won’t want to live anymore.”

    Elianna was roused by themotion. She watched her father cradling her barely alive brother expressionlessly.

    Beneath Elianna’s calm eyes was a storm of overwhelming hatred,ced with a hint of disdain and sarcasm.

    She had David bring Zachary back for one reason, which was to take down that bitch, Skr. She had never thought that he would be this useless, getting beaten up so badly by Skr.

    Elianna pursed her lips, rolled her eyes, and turned back. She could not care less whether her brother lived or died.

    ‘The useless ones can die for all I care. With them gone, that’s one less rival fighting for the family’s inheritance,‘ she thought.

    David wailed hysterically as he held his ison /iuntil the ambnce arrived. He fumbled clumsily as he helped the paramedics load his son into the ambnce and then apanied his son to the hospital.

    The doctor’s examination revealed no serious injuries. It was just superficial wounds that looked worse than they were.

    “Your son’s fine. Just apply some medicine to his wounds, and he can go home,” the doctor said.

    David shouted, “Are you serious? Just look at my son. How can you say he’s fine when he’s in this state?

    “Did you even look at all those injuries on him? They’re so severe, and you’re just prescribing some medicine? Are you kidding me?”

    David was visibly agitated and lost control, creating a scene with the doctor in the corridor. “Are you trying to save my son? If you don’t know how bto /btreat him, get someone else who can!” he shouted.

    Furious, the doctor snapped, “No matter which doctor you bring in, the diagnosis will be the same.”

    “I don’t believe it! I want to transfer him!”

    David refused to ept the initial diagnosis and insisted on transferring Zachary to another hospital. Howeverb, /bthe results were bthe /bbsame/b.

    David was beside himself. “How can you say he’s fine? Just look at those ghastly wounds all over my ison/ii!/i” he said.

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    b“/bbHonestly/bb, /bbyour /bson is fine,” the doctor reassured. “His injuries just look scary because he bruises more easily than most peoplei. /iEven man make them appear much worse than they actually are.”

    David hesitated, his voice tinged with doubt. “Are you sure?” Only after the doctor repeatedly assured him his son was fine did he bfinally /bbrelent /b

    Skr did not go all out. She just temporarily immobilized Zachary so she could teach him a proper lesson. When the time was bup/bb, /bZachary would fully

    recover.

    Zachary jolted awake, veins throbbing grotesquely across his body, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets as he snarledb, /b“Skr, you fucking bitch!”