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Tears quietly flowed along Jack Hughes' skinny face and slowly dripped onto the ground.

Yael Quinn was surprised and let out a long sigh as if relieved.

He doesn't want to bother Jack.

Jael turned around and left the room.

In the living room downstairs, Patrick Hughes, Amber Knight, and the others were worried and looked grim.

The loud explosion made everyone a little worried and nervous.

No one knows exactly what happened.

As Yael walked down, Amber and the others immediately stood up.

"Yael... How's Jack doing?" Ambar worried.

"He's fine. Now it's your turn to go up and accompany her."

Yael shrugged and said with a smile, "You're the one who has to be mentally prepared. It's thought her tears could wet your clothes."

Amber hurriedly ran upstairs.

After hearing what Yael said, Patrick and the others felt relieved.

"Good, good, good for crying, good for venting."

Steve Knight and Rosie looked at each other and smiled as if relieved.

Patrick's expression also eased a little, and he didn't seem too grim.

They had experienced ups and downs and knew very well what it meant for Jack to scream.

That's a good thing for Jack.

"Yael, how did you enlighten the young master?"

Mr. Ward asked curiously, but his eyes clearly showed that he was heartbroken.

Yael stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Just tell her about my past experiences. He's not as miserable as I am."

Although he laughed, his eyes were filled with sadness.

Mr. Ward hugged Yael wholeheartedly, "It's hard for you, thank you."

"He's my friend. Why thank me?" Yael raised an eyebrow and smiled.

At that moment, the sound of crying came from the top floor.

It was heartbreaking and very sad.

The sound of crying resounded throughout the villa.

But everyone did not feel the slightest bit inappropriate.

When it's completely cathartic released, the Jack they know can come back.

"Thank you, Jael."

Patrick listened to the cry and looked relieved as he walked towards Yael and said gratefully, "Thank you."

As the head of the Hughes family, he knew what had happened to the Quinn family back then and knew about Jael's past.

He knew more clearly and in more detail than any other wealthy family knew.

Also because of this she is clear about how much Yael has given up on persuading Jack.

To tear the scar that has been covered in dust for years and expose it. He gave even more pain to his wound, and it was a nightmare.

"Mrs. Hughes, no need to thank you." Yael replied calmly, "I only have one friend. I don't want to see him fall in one blow."

The crowd sat in the living room and waited quietly.

An hour had passed, and the cries from the top floor had finally faded.

Another half an hour passed, the sound of footsteps coming from the hallway.

Everyone got up and saw where the voice came from.

Jack slowly descends the stairs with the help of Amber.

His eyes were red and swollen at this moment, and there were still traces of tears on his face.

However, his eyes were no longer as blurry as before, but were filled with brightness and light.

It's very different from before.

Amber nodded at Jack and gestured.

After helping Jack sit in the living room, he softly said, "You rest for a while, Ms. Hill and I will make you dinner. You have to eat."

Jack nodded his head and smiled faintly.

This smile made the heavy burden on the hearts of the people finally subside.

Soon, Amber and Daisy Hill bring prepared dinners and serve them to Jack.

It was two simple dishes and soup. Jack quickly ate it all.

After he finished eating, Jack suddenly said to Patrick, "Dad, there's something I want to ask you."

"What's that?"

Patrick asked.

"Let's go up to the porch and talk about it." Jack got up and walked up.

Patrick followed from behind.

Amber and the others did not follow.

It was the first conversation between father and son.

And, it was still after Jack was finally enlightened.

If Jack wanted to talk to his father, it wouldn't be suitable for the others to follow.

Jack leaned against the edge of the balcony on the terrace and faced the night breeze. There was something on his mind that he wanted to say.

Patrick walked up to her and asked, "Jack, is something wrong?"

When he asked this, Patrick's eyebrows locked tightly, and he was a bit worried.

This is because she knows that one of the reasons they persuaded Jack to accept the inheritance was to allow her to bring Sophie Burton home and let Sophie enjoy the glory of being Miss. Hughes.

But now... Sophie is gone.

There was no reason for him to do that anymore.

"Dad, do you know about the Black Hell?"

Jack suddenly asked.

Patrick looked dumbfounded and did not say a word.

Jack did not care. The night wind blew towards him, the corner of his mouth showed a smile, and his gaze became extremely deep.

"Recently, I was sent to a place called Black Hell, and I also met Brown Hughes, your brother and my uncle there."

"Then what." Patrick's voice was low.

Jack continued, "In fact, when I was imprisoned in the Black Hell, I never gave up on escaping because neither Amber nor my mother would allow me to surrender."

"But when I was inside, there was one thing I couldn't understand.that is, if the Quinn family and Mrs Hughes wanted to replace me with someone else, wouldn't they just kill me."

Patrick was shocked and suddenly laughed.

"But now, I discovered the doubt before. It was all revealed from Samuel's question when he fainted."

Jack rubbed his face, his smile becoming extremely bitter, "He asked why I didn't die? In other words, the Quinn and Madam Hughes families meant to kill me!"

Speaking of this, Jack nodded in gratitude to Patrick.

"Thank you for protecting me."

"You're smart, way beyond my expectations."

Patrick smiled faintly, "I thought I could hide it from you for a while."

"If so many things don't happen, maybe it can really be hidden from me."

Jack shrugged his shoulders and said with a strange smile, "You know the scheme of the Quinn and Madam Hughes families, but you used it to your advantage and sent me to a place like the Black Hell to sharpen me. Indeed, my growth there was fast, so fast that I thought it was a dream."

Patrick's eyes glittered, and he opened his mouth to speak.

Jack put on a hostile expression, "If my mother hadn't died and I knew all about it, I would still be grateful to you. It was because I knew that I was still not qualified to be the head of the Hughes family and the Black Hell was enough to make me grow stronger."

"But you, it's because you want to hide the truth, know the scheme of the Quinn and Madam Hughes families, and know that the person who accompanied my mother and Amber and the others during this month was Samuel, Samuel, which is a substitute, you don't interfere in the least."

"If you expose her in the beginning, will my mother die? If Amber does not suspect that Jael does not insist on not being afraid of death. Amber almost fell into Samuel's hands, and even Jael would almost die."

"Just, I..."

Patrick's expression changed greatly. Nor did he know that things would suddenly be out of his control.

"Just because you want to train me, the consequences are too heavy!"

Jack roared furiously, his right hand clenching his fist and swinging it boldly, blasting straight into Patrick's face.