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Chapter 680: Ah!

Chapter 680: Ah!

Upon hearing Chris’ words, Henry Jefferson let out a startled scream. He instinctively backed away, knocking over numerous plants and flowers he had treated as treasures. They all fell to the ground. "Grandpa, are you alright?" Chris feigned concern.

Henry Jefferson shook his head, "I'm fine! I'm fine! When you get old, your legs and feet become unsteady. I'm just a bit embarrassed, that's all..."

"Old fox!" Chris cursed inwardly. He took a few steps forward, his tone suddenly calm and his voice low. With an imposing air, he said, "Since Grandpa hasn't seen Patrick Jefferson, it seems I must have been mistaken. In that case, bring the body up!"

Boom! As his words fell, a loud noise erupted. A coffin appeared before Henry Jefferson, the most eye-catching part being that the coffin had no lid! There was only a white cloth covering the corpse, concealing the deceased's appearance.

In an instant, Patrick Jefferson's face turned pale. The entire scene fell into a deathly silence. "Grandpa, don't you want to take a look?" Chris teased.

After a long while, Henry Jefferson took several deep breaths and walked over. He reached out his trembling hand and lifted the white cloth, praying in his heart that the corpse was not Patrick Jefferson's!

Unfortunately, it seemed fate was playing a cruel joke on him. When he lifted the white cloth, Patrick Jefferson's face appeared before his eyes. Even though Patrick Jefferson's face had been disfigured and covered in scars, the indescribable blood connection between family members allowed Henry Jefferson to recognize him at a glance.

This corpse was indeed Patrick Jefferson, his only legitimate grandson!

For a moment, the scene was engulfed in silence. Then, Henry Jefferson's wailing and howling filled the air. This was his grandson, his only grandson! Had he died just like that? The pain was unbearable!

Previously, he had lost two sons in succession. For an elderly person to lose a child was the greatest sorrow. And now, even his only grandson was dead! There was nothing more painful in the world than this!

"Tell me, how did he die?" Suddenly, Henry Jefferson's face twisted with rage, and his entire body contorted grotesquely. He grabbed Chris's collar with both hands, screaming hysterically.

"How dare you!" "Let go of the Master!" Seeing Henry Jefferson disrespect Chris, Tiger immediately scolded him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Chris gestured for Tiger to back off, and he did so reluctantly. However, he continued to stare intently at Henry Jefferson, ready to kill him if he made any sudden moves.

Chris calmly asked with a smile, "Grandpa, why are you so agitated? You haven't even seen Patrick Jefferson, have you?"

"I..." Henry Jefferson was at a loss for words. He let go of Chris weakly, not daring to admit the truth. He was afraid that if he told the truth, Chris would kill him too!

Moreover, Patrick Jefferson's death was undoubtedly tied to Chris. Perhaps Chris was even the murderer!

With that thought, Henry Jefferson bit his tongue hard, drawing blood to calm himself down. He forced a smile and said, "Hehe! I'm sorry, I got too emotional just now!"

"You know, when you get old, sometimes you can't control your emotions!" Thinking about how the enemy who had killed his son and grandson was right in front of him, yet he could not take revenge and had to put on a smiling face, Henry Jefferson clenched his fists tightly. His sharp nails even pierced deep into his palms.

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