CHAPTER 108: CHAPTER 108: YOU’RE ACTING AGGRIEVED FIRST?

During the process of pretending to faint, Renee had already devised a plan: acting coy and vulnerable, which was her only way to deal with Jack Yates. And it was the only thing that worked.

Because Jack preferred softness over hardness. Showing weakness in front of him didn’t always work every time, but it worked in most situations. But if you tried to confront him head-on, hoping to use strong measures against him, it was as good as inviting death.

Long lashes, like crow feathers, blinked, and tears rolled down like beads.

Renee didn’t speak, she cried with pearly tears, looking at Jack Yates.

"Why are you crying?" Jack Yates frowned, his sharp brows lowered a bit, "You betrayed me and eloped with another man. I haven’t said a word about it, and you’re the one feeling aggrieved now?"

Renee reached out and hugged Jack Yates’s slender waist, pressing her face against his firm abs, and sobbed weakly, "I didn’t betray you, nor did I want to leave you. It was him... Caleb Yates jabbed a needle in the back of my neck, gave me an anesthetic, and forcibly took me on a plane. When I woke up, the plane was about to take off, and I wanted to get off, but he forcibly stopped me. Fortunately, you stopped the plane."

Even though she was crying and spoke with a sobbing tone, Renee still expressed what she needed to say fluently.

After speaking, afraid that Jack Yates wouldn’t believe her, she turned and lifted her hair to show Jack Yates the back of her neck.

"Look, is there a needle mark on my neck?"

It’s not that she’s heartless or without sense of morality. Her situation was indeed difficult.

Save yourself first; that’s how society is.

Besides, she was originally a victim, caught between Jack Yates and Caleb Yates, the victim between their uncle-nephew feud. It was impossible to play hero and cover for Caleb Yates.

Moreover, she didn’t have the courage or ability to be a hero.

Now she herself is on thin ice, trying to survive in a crevice, how could she have the ability to speak for Caleb Yates?

If not for Caleb Yates’s insistence on taking her away, she wouldn’t have ended up in this predicament.

Speaking of which, the reason she was kept by Jack Yates was because Caleb Yates forcibly took her to the Yates Family, which led to her meeting Jack Yates and attracting his attention.

If she hadn’t gone to the Yates Family initially, she would have had no interaction with Jack Yates.

Of course, there’s no point in complaining now.

What’s urgent is to calm Jack Yates’s anger and protect herself from harm, or at least lessen the harm.

Jack Yates saw the small needle mark on her fair neck, gently stroked her hair, and said in a deep voice, "Hmm, I’ll temporarily believe you this time."

Renee turned back to him, her watery eyes looking at him, her face looking pitifully delicate and aggrieved.

"Don’t be angry with me, okay?" She deliberately shrank back, tears on the verge of falling from her eyes. "I didn’t do anything wrong this time, don’t be fierce with me."

Jack Yates looked at the girl in front of him like a startled bird, his chest feeling heavy and astringent, a strange sense of sourness filled his chest, making him uncomfortable.

He wanted to kiss her, wanted to see her fall under him, wanted to see only him in those clear, bright eyes of hers.

"Renee." Jack Yates raised his hand to stroke her porcelain-white face and asked in a low voice, "If I hadn’t stopped the plane, would you have returned to me?"

-

At another area in the VIP lounge of the terminal.

Caleb Yates slumped on the sofa, his arm broken, beads of cold sweat trickling down his forehead due to the pain.

Colin Grant sat on another sofa, his arm unbroken, but his head was drenched in sweat from being scared.

Harvey Lancaster folded his arms, standing guard at the lounge door like a sentry.

Caleb Yates nodded towards Harvey, his tone casual: "Hey, go get Jack Yates. I have something to say to him."

Harvey glanced at him dully and remained silent.

Colin Grant kept winking at Caleb Yates, hinting him to stop courting death.

Caleb Yates seemed to ignore Colin Grant’s hint, licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue, his expression a mix of rogue and mischief: "Are you deaf? Can’t hear someone talking?"

Colin Grant closed his eyes, preferring not to see or hear.

And the reason Caleb Yates repeatedly put himself in danger was because he was afraid Jack Yates would vent his anger on Renee again.

Last time when he secretly met Renee outside KFC, Jack Yates directed his anger at Renee and deliberately called him to hear it.

No one knew the fury he felt hearing Renee’s cries of pain and those ambiguous entangled sounds over the phone!

At that moment, he really had the intention to kill Jack Yates.

This time, he took Renee to escape, and he couldn’t imagine how Jack Yates would harm Renee.

Thinking of that scene, Caleb Yates was anxious, ignoring his broken arm pain, stood up, and painfully walked to Harvey Lancaster, arrogantly saying, "Good dogs don’t block the way, move aside!"

Harvey still remained silent and motionless.

Caleb Yates raised his leg to kick Harvey, but just as he lifted his leg, Jack Yates walked over.

Harvey sidestepped, clearing the way as Jack Yates appeared at the door.

Caleb Yates fearlessly met Jack Yates’s gaze, still maintaining his rogue second-generation demeanor, smirked with a mischievous and rogue smile.

Looking at Jack Yates’s sinister and cold face, Caleb Yates provocatively said, "If you have the guts, direct your anger at me. How does bullying a weak and helpless girl make you a man?" He then intentionally provoked Jack Yates, "Felix Yates, you’re no man!"

Jack Yates squinted, his voice cold and sharp, "You’ve learned some skills after messing around abroad for a year."

Caleb Yates used his healthy hand to flick the hair on his forehead: "So-so, third in the world."

Jack Yates suddenly reached out, grabbed his healthy hand, and twisted it forcefully.

With a snap —

Caleb Yates let out a miserable cry, sweat pouring out like rain, gasping heavily.

Jack Yates’s lips curved in a cold smile, "Aren’t you very arrogant?"

Caleb Yates, both hands broken, lips pale from pain, blue-tinted lips trembling slightly, stared at Jack Yates with eyes full of hatred.

Jack Yates clamped his neck tightly, pushing him back until he was pressed against the wall and could no longer be moved.

"Don’t think just because you’re a Yates, I won’t dare touch you!" His long hand gripped tightly, knuckles turning a cold white, his gaze fierce, voice icy as frost, "Caleb Yates, remember this, if it happens again, breaking both hands won’t be the end of it. I’ll directly chop off your hand! Whatever hand you touch her with, I’ll cut that hand off!"

He released his grip and reached behind him, Harvey Lancaster respectfully handed him a sanitizing wipe, Jack Yates wiped his hand, and after wiping, threw it at Caleb Yates’s face.

Caleb Yates bent over, coughing violently, gasping for large breaths.

Jack Yates didn’t spare Caleb Yates a single glance, coldly ordered, "Send to hospital in two hours."

Meaning Caleb Yates has to endure the pain a bit longer.

Harvey Lancaster respectfully responded, "Okay."

Jack Yates was ready to leave when he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the other sofa.

Colin Grant was caught off guard by Jack Yates’s icy gaze, shivered suddenly, almost peeing his pants from fright.

"Third Master Yates, Third Master, I’m wrong, sorry! I shouldn’t have helped Young Master Yates..."

"Oh? You helped him?" Jack Yates interrupted Colin Grant.

Colin Grant: "..."

Jack Yates strides to Colin Grant, his gaze landing on his hand: "Which hand do you want broken?"

Caleb Yates coughed and said, panting, "It’s none of Colin Grant’s business, it was me..."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, with a thud, Colin Grant knelt before Jack Yates, hugging his legs, a youth in his twenties crying like a child.

"Third Master, I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong, I won’t help Young Master Yates with such despicable things in the future!"

Caleb Yates: "..."

Jack Yates kicked Colin Grant away, coldly saying, "But you’ve committed a big mistake this time." The man’s long hand patted Colin Grant’s head, his voice low and cold, "Shouldn’t children be punished a little when they do wrong?"