Chapter 647


    apter 647


    The words had barely left his lips when Zachary’s face darkened with fury. He leapt to his feet,


    snatched a cane from the butler’s grasp, and marched menacingly towards Chasel


    “Ugh!”


    A sudden, searing pain shot through Chasel’s legs as, out of nowhere, two bodyguards appeared


    behind him. A strike from their batons sent him crashing to his knees!


    “You ungrateful brat! After such a colossal screw up, you have the gall tough! The nerve to talk


    back?”


    Zachary’s eyes were bloodshot as he swung his arm violently, the rigid cane whistling through the air


    before thudding against Chaser’s back with a chilling thump!


    But Chasel barely made a sound, just a single grunt.


    Blow after blow rained down on him like a hailstorm of agony, his arms pinned helplessly by the


    bodyguards, his insides screamed as if being twisted into knots. His vision blurred, the taste of blood


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    thickening in his throat.


    Yet he refused to plead, refused to bow his head!


    The brutal beating made Warner shudder and turn away, unable to watch.


    “A first–rate man needs no guidance; a second–rate man responds to stern discipline; but you, an


    ignorant, aimless, ungrateful wretch, you only learn from a beating!”


    With that, Zachary raised the cane high and brought it crashing down with all his might!


    The next second, a sharp crack resounded-!


    The thick wooden cane, as sturdy as a wrist, snapped in two upon Chasel’s back!


    The ensuing silence was broken by a wave of gasps!


    Chasel’s handsome face turned ashen, his blood drained until he was nearly translucent, his body


    trembling uncontrobly as though encased in ice.


    He bit down hard on his lower lip, the blood staining his lips a stark, tragic red.


    “Dad!”


    It was then that Warner rushed over, his voice tense and hushed, “You’ve had your catharsis, and


    Chasel’s been punished. Let’s think this through for the long term. If you continue, with all these eyes


    upon us, causing a serious incident won’t end well. Grandpa will be angry.”


    In the end, it wasn’t about pity for his own brother.


    It was all about preserving the dignity of the head of the Bright family!


    Zachary paused abruptly, the broken cane slipping from his grasp.


    His hand was red and swollen from the force of his grip, trembling slightly.


    Chaselughed. Chasel’s taut arms propped him up from the ground, his head hung low, his


    expression unseen, yet hisughter was mocking and defiant, “Is that all you’ve got? Giving up so


    soon? Dad, you’re really showing your age. That’s your idea of family discipline? Feels more like


    tickling. Come on, if you dare beat me to death!”


    “Beast!”


    Zachary was livid, a vein throbbing wildly on his forehead as he flung the remains of the cane away,


    “After all this, you still have the shamelessness to not see the error of your ways?”


    “Why should I change, what for?”


    Chasel rose as if his shattered bones were forged anew, his teeth clenched as he shakily stood,


    battered and bruised, to the shock of everyone present–even Zachary’s face went pale.


    “I’ll never understand. As a doctor, what have I done wrong?”


    Chasel’s eyes were bloodshot with rage, each word a piercing usation, “The Hippocratic Oath, to


    treat the sick and save lives, that’s what Grandpa taught me since childhood. To this day, his study still


    bears the que ‘To serve those in need‘. I thought that was the Bright family’s creed! But it turns out,


    the so–called family rules are just an outlet for your personal vendettas! To you, Chairman Ashbourne


    is an enemy. But to me, he’s just a patient! In treating and saving lives, where, I ask, have I gone


    wrong!”


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    Chasel turned away from them, his voice cold and resistant, Im a doctor too, I know my ownman


    hatter than anyone el out, all of you”


    The guards bowed out helplessly, leaving him alone


    As the door shut, Chasel copsed to the floor, a mouthful of blood he had been holding Back sping


    onto the husuma Bat


    It hurts, it hurts so much.”


    Curled up on the floor in agony, his sweat mingled with tears, streaming down his paid face


    During the beating, his anger had numbed the pain, but now alone, his body wracked with unendurable


    auffering


    “Ow, it hurts so bad


    Chasel, a grown man, cried out in pain, looking more pitiful than a Wronged dament, Casame. Imiss


    you a much


    His tears were indistinguishable, were they for the beating, or for the longing for Cassie?


    What Chasel didn’t know was-


    Outside the back door of the Bright family mansion, Cassius stood alone in already misting with unshed


    tears.


    He couldn’t resist, reaching for his phone to call his little fox.


    When Cassius heard the voicemail, his heart contracte with dread


    bling cold, his eyes reflecting


    Maybe it was for the best


    Obsessing over an impossible oue could only bring harm to both


    Chasel shivered as he stripped off the remains of his shirt, changing into a clean set of pajamas


    His back was so badly injured that he couldn’t even baile, enduring the pain as he wiped away


    In that moment, Chasel truly fell happy for his aunt


    Living in such a warm, affectionate home as the Ashbourne was something he could only di


    “Never again”


    Chasel’s lips, parched and pale, muttered under his breath as he flung the towel into the baem with a


    ssh, water droplets scattering in all directions.


    “Freaking unbelievablet”


    He refused to give up.


    So what if Cassius kept him at arm’s length?


    He’d take ten thousand steps back if it meant he could move ten thousand something, right?


    one steps closer to him that had to count for


    He was done with this house, done with the whole damn country. All he wanted was Cassius. He


    prayed to the heavens, after all the lives he’d saved, that they would grant him this one wish.


    Chasel was in so much pain that he couldn’t sleep, so he decided to open the balcony’s doors and let


    the chill of thete night breeze seep into every pore of his body.


    The cold offered a slight reprieve from his agony.


    “Tonight’s moon is so beautiful. Just like Cassius”


    He gazed at the moon, a bright orb hanging in the night sky, and smiled foolishly, his eyes filled with the


    handsome image of Cassius.


    He remembered a poem his aunt used to recite when he was a child. Having spent so much time


    abroad, surrounded by the foreignnguage, he only faintly remembered one line that seemed fitting


    for the moment:


    “I wish to be like the stars, with you as the moon.”


    Downstairs, Cassius, as if connected by some mystic bond, looked up at the moon. His lips parted


    softly, echoing Chasel in á silentmunion:


    “Night after night, we share this radiant light.”


    After a heavy sigh, Cassius looked down and turned away, heading towards his car.


    Just then, Chasel withdrew his gaze to peer into the thick of the night, looking down upon the scene


    below.