Chapter 586


    "Let me handle it here..."


    "I''ll stay here with you. Let me get Harry to bring mom


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    However, before he could finish his sentence, Mark responded in a deep voice, "Go, I can handle this


    matter alone!"


    In the event of total disaster, the fewer people involved the better, so it was best to keep Jazz out of this


    mess.


    Gritting his teeth, Jazz carried Yvette and dashed through the crowd; they left once they got into the


    car.


    Standing at a distance, Summer looked around. The moment her eyes incidentally met with Mark’s,


    she trembled slightly; however, he fixed his gaze on her adamantly.


    It was as though there had been no one there but the two of them, separated by distance, and his gaze


    devoured her.


    ''Does he hate me because I''m the reason his father ends up in prison?''


    ''Well, he can hate me as much as he wants. After all, things between us will never be the same; we will


    have nothing to do with each other in the future. Thus,


    he can do whatever he likes.''


    His hatred hurt her a little; yet, she felt no regret, not even the slightest bit...


    She descended the steps after turning around and walked forward; then, she heard his deep and


    apprehensive voice. "I will ept only one interview and only answer once. We will not challenge but


    willply with the court’s verdict, and neither will we appeal.


    "Therefore, from this henceforth, I do not wish any reporters to show up at Valentine Mansion nor


    Valentine Group. Otherwise, there will be consequences!” he uttered.


    Her footsteps halted, and her body stiffened. Never had she imagined that he would make such a


    statement. 1


    At Valentine Mansion


    Mark lit a cigarette. The smoke spiraled upward. Jazz, who was beside him, turned his face away.


    In the next moment, Yvette came rushing in like a madwoman and upended the tea set on the table.


    Plunging in headlong, she eximed, "Why won''t you challenge, why won''t you appeal instead of


    Remaining silent, Mark bent his tall figure slightly forward and snuffed out his cigarette.


    "I have given a phone call to your grandfather. He will hurry back to Santabaca tomorrow. Why can''t


    you wait for another day before making the announcement to the reporters. Are you so eager to drive


    him into a dead end?" Yvette screeched in a high -pitched voice. She was almost driven crazy by


    anger.


    Raine stayed beside Yvett, supporting her. Jazz finally opened his mouth and said, "Father has only


    himself t o me. He should have understood the consequences of his actions beforemitting


    them. He is almost sixty, not an immature six-year-old. Besides, it caused a ruckus in Santabaca, and


    the verdict is by the court. What does it have to do with m y brother? All you care about is father, have


    you not empathized with Mark. His child is dead, do you have any sympathy at all?"


    For an argument to arrive at this extent, there was nothing else to be uttered. Jazz snickered and left


    the study.


    He could still hear her screeching voice, but Mark remained silent until the end, without saying a word.


    Mark stood up as his voice trailed off. Ignoring Yvette and gritting his teeth, he strode out of the study.


    "You have been blinded by that woman that you could utter such disgraceful words. He is your father,


    your only father!"


    Yvette was still throwing things and screaming while Raine tried to calm her emotions.