Chapter 27


    Chapter 27


    When it came to David going to Gorshire, there had been some room for reconsideration initially, but


    not after all these things had happened. Now he had to go.


    Now that the matter had been decided, plus his body suddenly drained of strength, he was no longer in


    the mood to go to college and spent his days loitering here and there.


    Despite having gone to the hospital a few times for examination, no anomaly had been found, and both


    the doctor and the rest of the Taylor family felt that it was a psychological effect.


    Because he was upset about having to go to Gorshire, he started having random thoughts and


    hallucinating that he had lost his strength.


    Liam and the others were very disappointed in him, feeling that he had be a habitual liar, making


    upughable excuses like getting weak to avoid going to Gorshire.


    Who would get weak for no reason unless it was due to illness? And he had been to the hospital many


    times. Even the hospital’s dean had said that David was fine, so what was he whining about?


    Thus, thest bit of sympathy that the rest of the Taylor family had towards him had faded.


    At home, David felt so aggrieved that he could almost go mad. No one here believed him. Even Emma,


    whom he had trusted the most, was treating him half–heartedly now.


    She had disbelief clearly written on her face, yet verbally, she said, “Okay, okay, don’t be angry, I


    believe you, alright? You’ve lost your strength and be a little princess…”


    With a boom, David suddenly stood up. The movement was so drastic that it shook vigorously as he


    bumped into the table.


    He really could not tolerate the child–coaxing tone that Emma was taking with him now.


    Paying no more attention to her, David raked his fingers through his hair in frustration, then ran outside.


    However, after running a few steps outside, he stopped again. Though it was clearly and infinitely open


    outside, he had a feeling of having nowhere to go.


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    Having realized this, David felt even more frustrated.


    He had no other ce to go!


    At that moment, the phone in his pocket rang.


    Picking it up, he asked, “Who?” He was in a terrible mood, so his tone was neither friendly.


    “Hoho, who made Mr. William angry?” The voice from the other end sounded mocking.


    David furrowed his brows tightly. He knew this voice. It was Jackson rk, whom he did not get along


    well with back in school. Back then, Jackson liked a certain girl, and confessed to her with a lot of


    fanfare, yet in the end, the girl ignored him and pursued David right after that. Jackson felt that his


    dignity had been trampled upon.


    How could Jackson take such humiliation? So he went straight to David for a showdown.


    And David obliged. The two had a solid fight, and David viciously beat Jackson.


    The rk family was no less influential than the Taylor family. It was just that they were mainly based in


    Nebnd, not Evervale. And so here in Evervale, they could not outshine a local power like the


    Taylors.


    After that defeat, Jackson became sworn rivals with David, and the two would try to resettle their


    scores every now and then.


    Clearly, nothing good wasing out of this phone call. Being in a poor mood and having no desire to


    bother with it, David was about to hang up the call when Jackson started provoking him further, igniting


    David’s anger with just a few sentences.


    It just so happened that David had frustrations to let out, so he went straight to the ce Jackson


    mentioned.


    “You’vee?” Standing over a pool table, Jackson made a shot with his cue stick, then raised his


    gaze to nce at David.


    David leaned against the pool table, folded his arms before his chest, and said harshly, “What did you


    call me here for? Talk!”


    “Let’s have a match!” Jackson gestured with his chin, signaling the people around them to put the


    billiard balls back in proper position. “You’re going abroad soon. I won’t be able to see Mr. William in


    the future.”


    David’s expression darkened. “Are you mocking me?”


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    “Oh, I wouldn’t dare!” Jackson grinned cheekily. “I’m nowhere capable enough to get exiled by the


    family like you, Mr. William.”


    As Jackson finished that sentence, David’s fistnded on the tabletop. Jackson nced at it briefly,


    then harrumphed coldly, “What happened? It’s been a few days, don’t tell me Mr. William has


    weakened? The table didn’t even shake. Your strength isn’t working?”


    He sinisterly stepped forward, made a fist, and yfully bumped it against David’s chest.


    Frustrated, David raised a hand and made to push Jackson’s hand away, but… try as he might, he


    could not do it.


    Upon seeing this, Jackson’s grin grew happier. “So Mr. William has really lost his strength. I thought it


    was just a rumor.” Jacksonughed out loud for a moment, then his expression suddenly became cold,


    and he grabbed David’s cor straight away, staring at thetter with a stern gaze. “Today, I’ve got


    you!”


    Then he threw David to the ground and pped. “Come, let’s give Mr. William a lesson! Today, I’ve


    booked this whole ce. No monitoring, and it’s all my people around here.”


    His tone was extremely malicious. “Today, we will not let him leave until we’ve beaten the arrogance


    out of him!”


    The people around them slowly closed in. David had a calm expression but was starting to panic


    inside.


    This was the first time he felt afraid.


    At this moment, he suddenly thought of what Olivia had said. “Do you know… what it feels like to have


    neither strength nor power?”


    So, this was what it felt like.


    It was like a fish on a chopping board, about to be butchered.


    David hugged his head and squatted down.


    It was the only thing he could do.


    However, the expected punches did notnd. There was only a chuckle… from Jackson.


    David lifted his gaze and looked over to see Jackson sitting on the tabletop, resting his arms on the cue


    stick and examining David through squinted eyes.


    It was a gaze David had never seen before. He had never seen Jackson like this.


    This young man, like him, had always been arrogant and overbearing and had never behaved like this:


    calm, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.


    What was Jackson jealous of him for?


    David suddenly wanted tough at the thought that he was worthy of someone’s jealousy.


    “Go.” Jackson gestured with his chin.


    David did not move.


    “What?” Jackson continued mockingly. “Wanna stay longer? Get another round of beating?”


    David looked at Jackson steadily. “Why?” He did not believe that Jackson would be that kind, to go to


    great lengths to get him here to give him a


    scare.


    Sons of great families like them always had a measured approach to what they said and did.


    David knew that Jackson would not inflict death or serious injury on him. At most, it would be a beating


    to satisfy Jackson’s vengeance.


    When brought before the adults, this kind of tussle between children would always end in


    rapprochement, in which the aggressor would make amends and nothing more.


    It would never be a fight to the death.


    Jackson’s personality was simr to his and had all the advantages at this moment, and yet all Jackson


    did was give him a scare.


    This baffled David a lot.


    “Why didn’t you start hitting?” David asked again.


    This clearly provoked Jackson, who threw down the cue stick, went forward, then grabbed and tugged


    at David’s cor. His other hand was closed into a fist, ready to give David a vicious beating.


    Yet, after shaking for quite a while, the fist was never swung out.


    Upon seeing this, David felt even more mystified.


    “You are such a lucky dude!” Jackson said in a frustrated tone, filled with jealousy, as he let go of


    David.


    Was he lucky? David frowned. Wasn’t Jackson just as fortunate in life?


    Weren’t they the same, born into wealthy families as the younger


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    children, with older brothers to shoulder responsibilities on the one hand and parents and other elder


    siblings to provide love on the other? Weren’t they both free to do whatever they wanted?


    David was getting confused.


    Jackson did not want to bother talking with him anymore. Instead, Jackson took out a rustic little


    wooden box from his pocket and threw it towards David. “Take this, it’s the antidote.”


    What antidote? David was getting more and more confused.


    “It’s from Olivia.” Jackson was so jealous he could turn green. He had followed behind Olivia for so


    long, addressing her lovingly and even enrolling in the medical course to be with her, and yet Olivia had


    always treated him coldly.


    What had this David got, other than a bit of blood rtion? Who was he to garner so much attention


    from Olivia, even so much effort on her part in educating him?


    Jackson was angry, upset, and jealous!


    “Scram, go do a blood test.” Jackson shooed, “Olivia said that you’d been fed with drugs when you


    were a kid, that gave you a bad temper. It’s dissolved into your blood now and hard to undo, so it’s up


    to you to control yourself.”


    David frowned. He was now totally bbergasted, unable to understand what was going on.


    Why would Jackson be in contact with Olivia?


    “Remember to test your blood. It’s got…” Jackson could not recall the substance’s name, so from his


    pocket, he fished out a strip of paper with a chemical form written on it and then threw it towards


    David. “Yeah, this substance. You go do a careful exam.”


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    And with that, he left the premises with all his people in tow.


    Eventually, only David was left, staring nkly at the wooden box and strip of paper.


    She… Olivia went to such great lengths to teach him?


    Since he was a kid, all he had faced were lectures, beatings, scolding, or just expressions of


    annoyance.


    Never before had someone been so thoughtful for his sake!