When Mrs. Keomany heard this, she laughed even louder, so loudly that her features were distorted a few times.
“You really think I don’t want to, but Summer is more powerful than I thought, and I can’t get out of hypnosis even though I know I’m hypnotized!” Mrs. Keomany’s expression once again grimaced.
Even, Summer and Theo found an absolutely secluded place to hide so that she could never find it in her life.
So, the fury of revenge can only be thrown at Sebastian and Bonnie.
“I want them to taste how this taste of being torn apart alive by me really tastes!”
Hearing this, only two words remained in Old Mr. Jones’ mind.
The devil, this is clearly the devil!
Because they are not happy, so they have to make others also bad.
How can there be such a sick person in the world?
“Your purpose has now been achieved,” Sebastian spoke, “I’ve now fallen out with everyone, even been locked in a cellar for three days and nights, my whole body is festering and red, yet everyone still thinks I deserve it and spits on me.”
Hearing this, Mrs. Keomany couldn’t help but tilt her head back and burst into laughter.
Great, that’s great!
Seeing that her purpose was achieved, her heart was filled with pain!
“Sebastian, how can you give in to a woman like that? She just can’t see anyone else being happy, and the more she does, the more we have to be happy for her!” Old Mr. Jones said.
“Grandpa, aren’t you afraid that something else will happen to the people around you?” Sebastian asked.
One sentence, instantly asked Old Mr. Jones to dumb.
Yeah, doesn’t he care about the lives of those around him?
But I felt badabout letting Mrs. Keomany get away with it.
Thinking about it, Old Mr. Jones took a step back and whirled around and said, “Of course I have to care about the others, but it’s them I have to care about, so I shouldn’t compromise with this woman.”
Because there is one and two in something like compromise.
Promise this time, and the next time there will be more excessive demands waiting to be fulfilled.
If one day, it is to let Sebastian clean out of the house, breaking all the ties, out to do a disgusted and scorned beggar?
Is Sebastian still going to bite the bullet and say yes!
“So what do you think, what should I do?” Sebastian asked.
Old Mr. Jones looked around and his voice dropped, “In my opinion, you should have taken care of Mrs. Keomany at the first opportunity, like this!”
When all is said and done, Old Mr. Jones directly copied the vase next to him, knocked it on the coffee table, then held one of the pieces and stabbed it straight toward Mrs. Keomany.
In such a short period of time, he had actually thought of all the countermeasures.
I don’t have many years to live anyway, so instead of living like this, I should do something useful, for example, helping Sebastian take care of Mrs. Keomany.
This is even if the death penalty is immediately sentenced, he is also considered worthy of death.
The shard glinted coldly in the light and stabbed straight toward Mrs. Keomany.
It all happened so fast that Mrs. Keomany had no time to think, and could only watch as the shard came closer and closer to her, and was about to pierce her heart.
But at this time, a hand suddenly stretched out next to it and clutched the fragment with force.
Old Mr. Jones couldn’t collect the force, the shard rubbed and cut through the man’s palm, and suddenly blood splashed everywhere, and the whole villa’s living room was filled with the rich smell of rust.