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Chapter 1213 It Was Your Mom
The dagger in Alex's hand didn't descend, but he didn't sheath it either. Instead, Alex shot
Damian with a death glare as cold as winter as he said, "How did Jewel end up in a place
like Double Dragon Court?"
Damian finally stopped trying to wriggle his way out of this, for he only wanted the fastest
route to death!
He closed his eyes and admitted defeat, his voice gradually getting louder with each word
he spat, "I sold her off to Double Dragon Court for 3 hundred thousand. I was the one who
changed Jewel's name. They only offered the high price after I told them she was my
sister. When Helena heard about the deal between Double Dragon Court and me, she
wanted to kill me in a fit of rage. I was the one who pushed her to her death!"
Those words were even less bearable for Alex than the truth earlier. His mind was
completely blank after hearing Damian's confession.
He only guessed that Damian was involved in this.
However, he never thought that reality would be this cruel. Damian was the one who
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtpersonally sold Jewel to Double Dragon Court, and he even killed Jewel's mother after
doing the deed!
Alex was so enraged that his veins throbbed. He grabbed Damian by the hair and rammed
the latter onto the ground.
"I'm gonna kill you, Damian!"
With that, he seemed to be in a frenzy as he rammed Damian's head onto the ground
again and again.
Soon, the ground was covered in fresh blood…
Alex muttered mechanically, "No, I can't let you die just like that. It'd be too easy for you."
Damian heard it, but he couldn't respond. His mind was spinning as if he had been rotated
on the spot hundreds of times. His ears were buzzing so loudly that he felt as if hundreds
of bees had entered his head.
After a while, he laughed. He laughed and laughed before he started choking on his own
blood, causing him to cough uncontrollably. His reaction made it seem as though he was
trying to mock Alex for a loss as great as his. Both of them were in shambles.
Fresh blood spurted out of his mouth as he painstakingly forced his next declaration out of
his throat, gurgling, "Alex, it was your mom! Jewel and her mother ended up like this all
because of your mom! I can admit that I played a part in this, but if your mother hadn't
given me this chance, how could I have done anything to Jewel?"
When Alex heard that, he was visibly shaken as he crumpled to the floor.
Damian was right.
It was Alex's mother. It was his mother who plotted against Jewel and chased her away,
hence giving Damian a chance to do all this.
Alex thrust his hands into his hair as he curled up on the couch. His heart felt as though it
was being wrenched out of his chest and he didn't know what to do about it.
What should he do?
If Jewel knew of this, what would happen to them?
Everything else was fine, but his mother's life was standing between them!
For some reason, he felt a chill rising within his body. He started shivering uncontrollably.
Damian slowly recovered from his dizziness. He looked at the dagger just inches away
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmfrom him, then at Alex, who was curled up on the couch, suffering. As boldness crept into
his system, he thought that no one would hear even if he told the truth.
If he was telling the truth to a dead man, then the man would've died with no regrets.
Hence, he gripped the dagger and inched stealthily toward Alex. Then, he held the dagger
firmly and plunged it toward Alex's waist—
Alex sensed Damian's movements, but he thought that Damian was trying to escape. He
had no intention of stopping Damian, anyway. The latter would never get away!
But now, he couldn't accept the fact that this incident had something to do with his
mother.
It was by his mother's design. It was his mother who insisted that Jewel be sent away from
Summer City. That was how the series of events started.
While he was immersed in pain and suffering, he suddenly felt a sharp wind blowing in his
direction. He instinctively opened his eyes to see Damian thrusting the dagger at him.
He instinctively dodged Damian's desperation-fueled attack. Even though his actions
succeeded in allowing him to avoid being hurt lethally, the dagger still made its mark on
his body. It was slightly to the back, and even though it wasn't deep, it instantly angered
him…
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