But if she hadn’t been so mean in the beginning, Paige wouldn’t have been pulled so hard by THE Folsom family’s feelings.
Couldn’t learn from him, never changed.
At that, Jasper lifted his eyes to the two empty compost cages above his head, memories pulled back to the old days, and he smiled, a smile that made every wrinkle quiver, “Yeah, what’d you do long ago.”
He had thought with all his heart that any sacrifice for THE Folsom family would be worth it, but in the end, he had lost everything.
Up to this moment, he wasn’t exactly doing it for Paige.
Rather, it was for his three children, all of whom he could no longer make up for, and only Paige, the child, for whom he could still make up two or three points …
“Enrico, give me a clear answer.” He said with a very weak breath.
It was hard for him to close his eyes until Enrico gave him that answer.
Enrico looked at him coldly, “Do you want the truth?”
“…”
Jasper lifts his eyes weakly.
“It seems to me that this belated remorse and remediation of yours is nothing more than an attempt to appease your own heart so that you can die in peace.” Enrico spoke coldly and directly, “I’m not really that keen on giving you what you want.”
“I know I moved to kill you once upon a time, I …”
Jasper said, seeing a figure in his afterglow.
Leah held her breath and moved over a little bit against the wall next to her, a face that had lost its long-term maintenance was hardly graceful, her face was pale and tense, she glared hatefully at Enrico’s back, her hands gripping a black pistol tightly.
Rachel is just smart and clever, have to think of so complicated way to kill people, in the end, but only their own loss of life.
Unlike Rachel, she knew at whose hands her son died.
Emery has always been obsessed with Enrico, always wanting to wait for his brother to look at him, but this brother never took him seriously, and only Enrico would be so ruthless, even his own brother to lay his hands on …
What Rachel couldn’t do, she would do.
She would avenge her son today.
Jasper sat there, his eyes looking past Enrico to Leah, who had never done anything like this before, her lips trembling as she desperately tried to control her grip on the pistol.
Looking at her, Jasper lifts his withered hand and presses it against Enrico’s as he does so.
Enrico wrinkles his nose.
Jasper gripped his hand tightly with all her strength and lifted her eyes to look at him fixedly, a few moments of the superior’s majesty gradually coming out of her lightless eyes.
“…”
The old man begged with this stance.
Enrico looked at him with dissatisfaction and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a subtle ringing behind him and was about to turn back when Jasper grabbed his hand once more, “Enrico.”
Leah took a deep breath and slowly raised the gun in her hand.
“Whatever my intentions, please promise me, when the old man begs you.”
Jasper said, and with a sudden force out of nowhere he pressed Enrico’s hand and stood up, taking a step on his feet and standing behind Enrico.
“Bang.” The sound of a gunshot rang out violently.
“…”
Enrico sat there, his eyes vibrating as the old man’s hunched body in front of him shook hard.
Jasper slowly collapsed.
Leah stood by the wall, frozen, and two seconds later, in utter panic, she was about to pull the trigger again towards Enrico.
Enrico’s face went cold to the bone, and in one swift step, he rushed up and snapped Leah’s hand in a backhanded motion.
“Bang–” another gunshot rang out.
The ear-piercing sound shook the entire quiet sky, and a few birds flew away in a hurry.
Paige, who was sitting on the railing, jerked back and looked away in shock as the man jumped off the stone fence and ran forward without thinking.
The crowd of THE Folsom family that had been guarding the outside had already rushed in, and Paige pushed past the people gathered in front of her and squeezed her way in.
Underneath the green fake vines, Leah collapsed in a pool of blood, one eye dead open, her body no longer rising or falling from the bloody hole she’d been punched through.
On the other side, Enrico was half crouched on the ground, splattered with blood, as he supported a paralyzed Jasper.
Jasper was leaning against him, blood gurgling from the muzzle of the gun under his shoulder, staining his clothes almost black, and his eyes were glazed over, staring straight ahead, unsure of what he was looking at.
“Father! Father!” Beinice lunged over to her knees, calling out.
Brangelina and Blanca took a step over and looked on with mournful eyes.
Jasper, however, acted as if he couldn’t hear them, still looking straight ahead, one hand slowly raised as if to grasp something.
“Father, can you hear me?”
Beinice knelt there, looking at him in grief, as if she had thought of something, and turned back to Paige eagerly, “Paige, come here, you come, you come and talk to Grandpa.”
“…”
At those words, Paige lifted her foot and walked forward, reaching out to shake Jasper’s hand that was as withered as firewood, “Master.”
“You call him Grandpa, call him, just take pity on him, okay? He has been looking forward to you …”
Beinice dropped to her knees, her eyes almost pleadingly looking up at her.
Paige stood somewhat stiffly, looking at Jasper’s face, her lips moved, “Grand … grandfather.”
She spat out the words with difficulty, but called out anyway.
For the first and last time.
But Jasper’s hand was still raised.
“Father, don’t worry, THE Folsom family is Paige’s, and Paige and THE Folsom family, I’m keeping you well.” Beinice said sadly.
Jasper’s eyes were open and he could no longer speak.
No one knew what he was looking at or what his hands were trying to grasp.
“Father, what is it that you can’t let go of?” Brangelina stood there, looking out at the old man’s wound that continued to ooze blood.
It hurt, didn’t it.
So much pain and still not willing to die, why is that?
Enrico squatted on the ground to support Jasper, his eyes glanced at the old man, thin lips pursed, said in a low voice, “the Folsom family I’ll take this back road for her, I’ll take care of her, I’ll make sure that she’s happy for the rest of her life.”
The old man took this shot for him, not for this.
At those words, Jasper’s hand raised in mid-air slowly fell.
The crowd watched in dismay.
Jasper leaned against Enrico’s body, his eyes glowing straight ahead.
The endless white mist was gradually erased, revealing old stone steps.
Three children came bounding up, laughing and innocent.
“Father, let me go to The Capital, I can avenge this for THE Folsom family.”
“No need to go, no one has to go.”
If you don’t go, none of you will have to be held back for the rest of your lives, and you will all be able to live your own lives.
At his words, all three children laughed and bounced around him, the sweet smell of homebrew filling the air.
Jasper looked at the three children, looked and laughed along with them, one pair of eyes slowly closed.
Under the vines, Jasper stopped breathing.
Beinice wept mournfully.
Brangelina and Blanca fell to their knees, and the Folsom family fell to their knees, crying.
Paige stood there looking at the smile on Jasper’s lips, her ears ringing with the words of Enrico’s promise, and bent her knees.