The Winner Takes Everything
Jack in Opname

But when he thinks about Amber being unconscious, Jack's brutal instinct takes over and bites the tip of his tongue. He used the pain to calm himself down quickly. He took the seat next to him and prepared himself for the next attack.

"Yes?"

George raised his eyebrows and was surprised that Jack still had a fighting spirit within him under such circumstances.

Seconds next.

George slowly raised his dagger and thrust it in front of him, "One prick and you die!"

"Please! If you are able... "

Jack rampaged and raised a chair to rush towards George Ever since he was young, he bore the label of a bastard as he continued forward, never retreating. Now that this involved Amber, there was no way she would back off.

Woosh!

An ear-piercing dagger attack could be heard. Jack's pupils narrowed and could not dodge

Thumping! The dagger went through his chest.

George's giggles turned into terror.

Bash!

The chair smashed into George's body and shattered into pieces. George's body staggered and looked at Jack with fear as he was overwhelmed with dizziness.

"You..."

Jack grabbed the dagger with one hand and the other grabbed George's collar and grimaced, "Do you think I'll back off if I don't even fear death?"

Even though it was just a terrible laugh, George felt that the temperature around him had dropped drastically. He could not help but tremble as his heart skipped a beat.

At this point, he saw a grimacing Jack and George felt a strong terror and his hair stood on end.

George dared to kill Jack but he never expected Jack would willingly stab just to hit him. This is life to live!

"Dead! Just die!" George suddenly went on a rampage and his right hand began to twist the dagger viciously.

Squish...

A voice that caused goosebumps could be heard from Jack's chest. It was the sound of a dagger tearing through the skin and flesh.

But Jack didn't loosen his grip. He did not let go even when his left hand was injured and shed a lot of blood. He looked furiously at George. He could feel blood flowing from his chest and he raised his right hand to viciously press the dagger into his chest. Only then can he buy time and save Amber.

"Crazy, you crazy! Die, die now!" George's face was pale and his eyes glared wildly.

Jack's reaction really scared him. He wanted to pull the dagger from Jack's chest but Jack's hand held it. Is this lunatic really not afraid of death? A bastard shouldn't behave like this!

"Master!" Right at this moment, a voice rumbled.

Jack suddenly relaxed and felt relieved and laughed, "Brent ... are you here?"

He fought without regard for his life not to defeat George. During the exchange, he knew that if he fought straight away, there was no way he could win against George. So, pressing the dagger to his chest and prolonging the meeting was his best option.

Because he told Brent before he came to Tyson's hotel. He'll be saved when Brent arrives. Almost at the same time, Brent's towering body broke through the door.

Bang out! Brent glared at George angrily and viciously smashed George's back with his right hand.

"Ouch!" George screamed in pain and flew past Jack and landed loudly on the ground.

"Mr .." Brent hurriedly watched Jack and saw his chest covered in blood and became even more furious. He was sent by the Old Master to protect Mr. Jack.

To think that George has caused so many wounds to be overcome!

"George, you're tired of living!" Brent gritted his teeth and was about to advance.

"Brent! You bastard, have you forgotten which family raised you? You'll die if you touch me!"

Brent looked around the room. The room was filled with the smell of blood and was so quiet that one could hear the pin drop. Suddenly, a weak and cruel voice said, "It doesn't matter if we break his legs."

Brent looked at Jack in surprise

Jack smiled weakly. He knows that Brent is part of the clan and George is someone who was groomed by the clan.

If he wanted Brent to kill George, Brent would lose his life even if he dared to do so. But if it's to break his leg ...

"understand!"

Brent laughed and dropped Jack. He then rushed quickly to George.

Seconds next.

"Nrp ..."

George's scream, like a slaughtered pig, echoed throughout the Tyson Hotel.

Jack slowly opened his eyes.

A strong disinfectant scent attacked his nostrils.

He's a little dizzy, "I'm not dead yet?"

Brent who was by his side looked extremely relieved, "Young Master, that attack with the dagger somehow missed all of your vital organs. You just fainted from blood loss. Fortunately we were able to save you in time."

Jack made an empty smile. He had never thought of this sudden turn of events.

Meanwhile he only wants to protect Amber to the best of his ability. Even if she was stabbed to death by George, she would have no regrets.

He just needs to buy Brent time until Brent can save Amber. It would be the best result he could hope for.

It was pure luck that George's dagger did not cause to have lost all of his vital signs.

Jack observed the room and then suddenly put on a serious face, "What is the name of this hospital?"

If her mother found out the fact that she was injured, she thought her mother would not be able to accept it.

"Young master, you don't have to worry about anything."

Brent immediately consoled her, "Master Ward had said something before he left. Therefore, I've transferred you to another hospital."

Hearing that, Jack heaved a sigh of relief. He then asked, "How's Amber doing?"

Before he lost consciousness, he had seen with the naked eye Brent immobilize one of George's legs. Amber must have been out of danger by then.

However, he was drugged by Josh, so he had no idea what was happening to him at the moment.

"He's fine." Brent reassured him, "In the past 24 hours, Miss Knight has been looking after you nonstop."

In the last 24 hours?

Jack smiled wryly, "Since this bastard is fine, why should he stay beside me after that? How could he hold back through this."

Although she does not know Amber's background, she still knows that she comes from a wealthy family. During their college days, she gave him the impression of being a rich young woman from a wealthy family.

It was certainly not an easy thing for such a rich lady to take care of someone. Amber must have felt that taking care of her was a difficult task.

Just as he had just finished his sentence, a creak rang out at the door.

The door was pushed open.