Chapter 707: Chapter 707: Saving Jasmine Yale’s Baby
Charles Mcintosh sighed, “Chris Fern, think about it, how many chances has Mr. Cheney given you and Yolanda Fern? In Sinkapore, you committed such a terrible crime, nearly costing Miss Yale her life. Mr. Cheney didn’t kill you at the hospital, simply because of his respect for Yolanda.”
“Forget that chance you refused, last time Mr. Cheney purposely came home in a wheelchair, using severe disability as an excuse, waiting for you and Yolanda to give up and let things lie. But you guys kept pushing. Not only did you blatantly take over the Cheney Residence, drove away Butler Santana, bullied the young master, you even developed designs on Mr. Cheney’s property, and even plotted against his life.”
“Opportunity after opportunity was given, but you two wouldn’t take them. Don’t blame us for being ruthless.” Charles Mcintosh’s voice was indifferent, “The incident from more than twenty years ago is not a passport to be exempted from death.”
The light in Chris Fern’s eyes cracked completely.
His hands, shoved into his pockets, were shaking, his fists clenched.
“Mr. Cheney has given you many chances, if you had withdrawn in the middle of it, stopped harbouring any deviant ideas, he could have turned a blind eye, pretending nothing had happened. But you guys were insatiable.”
Charles Mcintosh’s voice was gentle, explaining to Chris Fern word by word. He saw Chris Fern’s eyes turning red.
At this moment, Chris Fern resembled a leopard, ready to tear its prey apart at any moment.
Sylvan Cheney narrowed his eyes slightly, harsh gaze resting upon Chris Fern’s face.
He took out a cigarette from the pocket of his coat and lit it with a lighter.
The fragrance of tobacco filled the air.
“Chris Fern, were you surprised to see Mr. Cheney severely disabled, having to live the rest of his life in a wheelchair? Thought your plan worked well? Pity, Chris Fern, but you are still too young.” Charles Mcintosh said indifferently.
In these years, Chris Fern indeed enjoyed a smooth ride.
Aside from spending his childhood in an orphanage, everything else since then had been smooth sailing.
He completed his studies successfully, graduated without a hitch, had a stable job, without any worries for food and clothing and his career was thriving.
Yet, a feeble surgeon with a scalpel, where has he experienced major scheming and plotting?
Even Yolanda was more cautious and crafty than him.
In the end, he was just too young.
How could he even compare to Mr. Cheney?
Sylvan Cheney fell silent, his sharp eyes slightly narrowed, a cigarette pinched between his fingers.
In the swirling smoke, Sylvan Cheney’s face became even more grim.
“I admit defeat.” Chris Fern said indifferently, without much regret, “There’s not much to say, but Sylvan Cheney, your Cheney Family owes Yolanda a debt you can never repay in a lifetime.”
“A debt can’t be used as an excuse for your murderous greed, don’t take the debt Mr. Cheney owes as capital you can squander at will.” Charles Mcintosh’s voice was frigid.
He knew clearly about the incident that happened more than twenty years ago.
His father was a bodyguard at the Cheney Residence then, having lost his life during that accident.
He also knew what five-year-old Yolanda went through.
Qiana Childe lost her sanity, committed suicide by throwing herself into a lake, Sylvan Cheney held up the responsibility of the entire Cheney Family, taking meticulous care of Yolanda for many years.
Though Sylvan Cheney did not harbor any feelings for Yolanda, could not fulfill Qiana Childe’s final wish, he had intended to take care of Yolanda for his entire life.
Unfortunately, Yolanda squandered the debt recklessly, taking it as a get-out-of-jail-free card.
She behaved recklessly, challenging Sylvan Cheney’s bottom line time after time.
Even three years ago, Yolanda made Lana Fern take action, aborting Sylvan Cheney’s unborn child, taking the life of that seven-month-old fetus.
Charles Mcintosh closed his eyes.
He too had made a mistake in that incident.
Three years ago, when he had appeared in the operation theatre, he saved the baby of Jasmine Yale.