Winner Takes All novel Chapter 183

The Maybach was parking quietly at the gate of TM Villa District.

Old Master Burton was sitting in the back seat, his eyes dark, his right index finger gently tapping on the cane.

"This might be the last we can do."

He had to do everything for the Burton family.

Otherwise he wouldn't have chosen to peculate without even hesitating when he coveted the business and money that Patrick left for Jack and Sophie.

In his mind, the Burton's family was the most important.

His daughter was just a case for losing money.

"Master, she’s coming." The driver said.

Sophie came towards the car from the villa district, her expression looked dark.

She held on tight to the phone in her hand.

Sophie looked at the Maybach with a complicated gaze.

This will be the last time, from today on, they won't ever have any entanglement.

That's what Sophie was thinking when she slowly walked towards the Maybach.

The window was scrolled down.

Old Master Burton, who had a dark expression up until that moment, now looked much softer when he looked at Sophie with a smile.

"Hop on, today I will leave this place and go back to the capital city."

"There is no need." Sophie shook her head, "You and I have nothing to do with each other anymore since what you have done all those years ago."

"Do you hate me?"

Old Master Burton raised his brows and smiled.

Sophie's eyes were filled with anger, and nodded hard.

Old Master Burton shook his head, "I did all that for our family."

Sophie suddenly felt it was ridiculous.

For the Burton's family, and he let down Jack and Sophie.

Where was the logic?

"You have seen me, you can go now."

Sophie said coldly, turned and was about to go back.

Suddenly, she heard a cold voice behind her.

"You won't be able to leave, come home with me!"

Sophie trembled, her expression changed.

In that moment, she tried to run away.

But the car door suddenly opened, a guard was prepared and put his hands on her mouth, pulling her into the car forcefully.

Sophie wanted to fight back, but she was too weak, she couldn't get away.

She couldn't even call out to the guards at the gate.

"If you don't go home, Jack will never give in."

Old Master Burton laughed coldly, "You left your home more than 20 years ago, it's time to go back and pray to your ancestors."

The Maybach started it's engine, and drove down the hill.

From beginning to end, the parking place of the car had helped Old Master Burton react fast enough without drawing the guard's attention on him.

...

It was about 11am when the airplane landed in X City.

When they got out of the airport a BMW drove to them from the parking lot, Brent had arranged it.

They got into the car and Mr. Ward said, "Bring us to Southern Hotel."

"Hotel?"

Jack looked at Mr. Ward surprised, "Aren't we going to the Quinn's?"

"Yael is very special, he doesn't live at home." Mr. Ward smiled strangely.

Special?

Jack knitted his brows as he thought about that, last night, when Mr. Ward told him about Yael, he used the same word.

Now that he mentioned it again, it made Jack think.

The Quinn family and the Hughes family are deadly enemies, even though the two families weren't even on the same level, it never got in the way of them going against each other, there are always areas to get into each other's hair in the business world.

With that background, he thought it wasn't right to ask them for help.

He already thought of that last night, but Mr. Ward seemed very determined, so he kept it to himself.

Jack looked at Mr. Ward, "Mr. Ward, what do you mean by that?"

Mr. Ward looked out of the window, and said calmly, but his words made it run down cold his back.

"I wonder if you would call the killer of his father somebody special?"

Jack trembled, his pupils were narrowed.

The killer of his father?

This really was special!

Even in the times when he hated Patrick most, he only wanted to get out of his way, but he never thought about killing him.

"Mr. Ward, what happened?"

Jack's voice was low, his eyes full of doubts.

He might be a talent, but Jack had to know what happened about his father.

A person who could kill his own father, had to be coldblooded, that kind of person could do anything.

Brent was driving the car.

Mr. Ward started to tell him about the story.

With time, Jack could relax a little.

What Mr. Ward told him, still didn't explain why Yael killed his dad, but the whole world was guessing that his father must have done something that drove Yael to do so.

Even after he had committed this crime, Yael could keep living in the Quinn's house, that was even more proof.

This involved the Quinn's face, so if any outside wanted to find out what happened, it would be really difficult.

Jack got some important information from what Mr. Ward told him.

The billion that Yael made two years ago could actually be seen as the money he sold himself to the Quinn's with.

A billion for his life.

This sounded scary, but he carried the crime of having killed his own father, if there wasn't something fishy about it, the Quinn's wouldn't have given him this chance at all.

And ever since then, Yael still belonged with the Quinn family.

Except that now, his status was extraordinarily special.

He wasn't the direct line of descent in the Quinn family, and on top of that, he had committed a horrible crime, which cause him to be pushed out.

He couldn't go back to their house anymore, so he stayed in the hotel.

After he made a name for himself two years ago, he suddenly disappeared from the surface, and everyone thought the the Quinn's was still providing for him and that he was still living the rich boy's life, waiting for death.

After Mr. Ward finished his story, Jack was quiet for a while, the rock in his heart dropped.

He rubbed his nose, "So that's why you think it might be possible to ask him for help?"

Mr. Ward nodded, "I heard the rumors, even though he still belongs to the Quinn family, he is already estranged."

"Puh..."

Jack breathed out heavily, then he smiled, "Well, if there really is some secret behind all that, then Yael is not as cold blooded as he might seem."

At the Southern Hotel.

It was a tall and rugged building.

It was in a busy area, crowded with traffic and people on the streets.

As the three of them went towards the Southern Hotel, a mid aged clerk already came out to greet them.

"Good day Mr. Hughes, Mr. Ward, Brent."

The greetings got Jack startled.

Mr. Ward smiled mildly, "He is stationed here by the Hughes, we have someone in every city to run errands for us."

Jack looked calm on the outside, but the waves were hitting rocks inside.

The Hughes had stations in every city, just this point alone already made a huge difference compared to all those other families.

"Yael is in room 99999, this is the key card." The mid aged man handed a card to Mr. Ward, then he turned and left.

"Let's go, Young Master."

Mr. War gave the card to Jack.

The three of them took the elevator and got to the room.

Jack looked at the card in his hand, hesitated for a while, then put in back into his pocked.

He politely knocked on the door.

He was here to ask for a favor, it was only appropriate to show the needed respect.

It was too rude to enter a room without being invited to do so.

Then, they heard laughter from within the room.

"Come on you guys, there is no drop left, I even ate the Goji berries for lunch today!"