Chapter 770


    Chapter 770


    “Does Grace like your Strange Uncle?”


    “Yes.”


    Without hesitation, Grace nodded heavily.


    Casare raised his hand and touched Grace’s nose.


    “Very good.”


    Casare put Grace down and said to her, “Grace, you and the


    bodyguard go ahead and get the doctor over here.”


    When Grace heard her father tell her to call the doctor, she


    quickly ran off happily on her little short legs.


    Amon stared at Grace’s back running away, the tension in his


    heart slowly eased.


    Casare walked up to him and condescended to crush his


    hopes.


    “Did you think that I intentionally kept Grace away because I


    didn’t want her to see the bloodshed?”


    asare lifted his leather boots and stepped on Amon’s wound, bending down slightly.


    “After watching the video, I’ll take you and Grace to y a round of life and death games.”


    Amon had seen Casare’s means before, but he did not want Grace to experience them.


    After all, Grace had called Casare dad for nearly six years and was really treating Casare as her father.


    If it’s because of hatred for him that crushed Grace’s trust in a father.


    Then Grace’s pure heart would certainly not be able to bear it.


    He would rather Grace not know that he was her real father


    than to have Grace’s heart broken.


    With that in mind, Amon grabbed Casare’s ankle and spun it hard, causing Casare to be dropped to the


    ground.


    Amon braced himself and stood up from the ground. His clenched fists made him look like a ghost from


    hell.


    Seeing Amon finally regained hope for his life, George’s blue


    eyes showed a smile of relief.


    With Amon’s pure melee skills, Casare couldn’t defeat him.


    The only downside was that Casare had a gun.


    However, as long as Amon took Casare’s gun, dealing with Casare would not be a problem!


    Unfortunately, Amon was injured.


    He only dueled Casare for a while before he was shot in the other leg, again, by Casare!


    “Amon!”


    George screamed and struggled to save Amon, but Casare stomped hard on his back.


    “Dr. George, don’t struggle, today is Amon’s day to die, no one can save him.”


    Hearing this, George looked up at Casare in disbelief.


    “You knew he was the heir of the Yardley pack, and you dared


    to kill him?”


    So what if Casare was the adopted son of the Arond royal


    pack?


    Amon was the heir to the Yardley pack. If Amon was killed, the


    Yardley pack would let Casare be buried with him, and even the Arond royal pack will be retaliated!


    In order to kill Amon, Casare did not even want the royal power and fame that he had worked so hard


    to obtain?


    Of course Casare wanted the power, fame, and wealth of the royal pack, but that did not stop him from


    wanting Amon to die…


    He stepped on George’s back and looked down at him.


    “Dr. George, do you know who tampered with the test?”


    George raised his blue eyes and stared coldly at Casare.


    “Who else but you?”


    The corners of Casare’s lips were raised, and a treacherous smile appeared in his eyes.


    “You’re so smart.”


    George paid no further attention to Casare, but looked up at Amon, who was on his knees and his


    whole body trembling with pain.


    “Amon, you should believe me now, I didn’t lie to you.”


    He had always been honest and never deceived his patients in his Ste career.


    Now he was very angry because he was set up by Casare.


    He couldn’t understand how there could be such a disgusting and annoying person like Casare in this


    world!


    Casare could feel George’s anger, and he raised the corners of his lips and smiled calmly.


    “Dr. George, I can see the look of remorse on Amon’s face now, and I must thank you for your paternity


    report.”


    George was so angry that his face was livid, and he wanted to get up and beat Casare hard.


    However, he was tied up and couldn’t move at all. He could only clench his teeth and stare at Casare.


    “Casare, you’ll get what’sing to you!!!”


    Casey sneered, “People, always believe in retribution. When I was a good person, I didn’t see G od


    treat me well. When I was a bad guy, I didn’t see Go d punish me either. Tell me, why would I want to


    be a good person for the sake of the word


    retribution?”


    George couldn’t agree with his facy, “It’s just not the time!”


    Casare smiled, instead of arguing with George, he walked up to Amon.


    “Come on, I’ll show you the video.”


    The pale-faced Amon didn’t react in the slightest, as if he no longer cared what Rosalie’sst words


    actually said.


    Or rather, he was afraid.


    He was afraid that he had wronged Rosalie.


    He was afraid that everything he had found was false.


    He was afraid…


    He dared not watch the video.


    Yet Casare ordered someone to carry him up and take him into the home theater at the other end of


    the basement.


    Amon’s waist was tied to the chair, but his hands and feet were not, which seemed to give him room to


    struggle.


    The doors of the theater mmed shut. The lights dimmed and the huge screen slowly lit up…Content rights belong to N?velDrama.Org.