"Jerry, calm down a bit," Jack hurried to comfort him.
"Let me go, you murderer, let go of me..." Jerry struggled while yelling.
Anna pulled her son over and slapped him across the face. "Don’t talk nonsense. Dad committed suicide; it has nothing to do with Uncle Jack!"
Huangfu Jue was outside the door at this very moment, and if he heard, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Jerry was still struggling; his eyes caught a glimpse of the large figure at the door, and he instantly stopped his struggle and cursing, frantically curling up.
Since the service show incident last time, Huangfu Jue had become the biggest shadow of Jerry’s life. Watching Huangfu Jue, the chubby boy trembled all over.
Noticing his apprehension, Annie and Jack both turned their faces to look towards the door.
Seeing Huangfu Jue standing at the door, Jack’s eyes flashed with panic.
"What are you waiting for?" Annie cried out urgently, "Call an ambulance quickly!"
Huangfu Jue spoke calmly, the three words as if echoing in the hearts of the three people.
All the people in the room quieted down, and the man stepped into the study. His gaze swept over Rod on the chair, the gun in his hand, and then over Jack, Anna... finally resting on Jerry.
Watching Jerry’s face, he turned and walked onto the balcony, and Will immediately followed, pulling over a chair for him.
The man sat down with a slight bend, lifted one finger, and gently beckoned Jerry toward him.
That gesture was like calling a dog.
Jerry shuddered but dared not hesitate, immediately wriggling out of his mother’s embrace to stand about a meter away from him.
Anna, with a guilty conscience, feared that Jerry would speak out of turn and immediately walked towards the balcony, "Duke... Mr. Duke, please... don’t... don’t hurt my son..."
Before she could get close, a bodyguard already stretched out an arm to stop her. Not far away, Jack’s face also looked very ugly.
In the entire study, Annie was, contrary to expectation, the calmest one. With her face downcast, she remained silent, merely wiping her eyes with a handkerchief, softly sobbing.
Ignoring Annie, the man leaned slightly forward, his blue eyes fixing on Jerry’s.
"Tell me everything you know."
"I..." Jerry started hesitantly, "I... I don’t know."
He twisted his clothing nervously, his whole body trembling, and Huangfu Jue leaned in a bit closer to him.
Jerry bit his lip, finally lifted an arm, and pointed at Jack.
"It was... it was him... he killed my dad!"
Jack’s face instantly turned ashen, "No... it wasn’t me!"
He took two panicky steps back, his palm touching Annie’s arm, and he pulled her toward him.
"It was her... she did it, she fired the gun."
"No..." Annie’s legs went weak, nearly unable to stand, "No... no... it wasn’t me..."
"No, it was her... she fired the gun, she killed Rod!"
Annie turned her face, looking at Jack, who was accusing her, with eyes full of disappointment and anger. Suddenly, she rushed forwards, grabbed Jack, and started scratching his face fiercely.
"Liar, bastard... you actually betrayed me... why would you do this..."
Like dogs fighting each other, the two turned enemies.
"Because I don’t want to die, I don’t want him to kill me..." Jack pushed her away, "Just for your damned foolish son, I don’t want to end up in jail!"