Frank stared at his kneeling nephew with a furious expression. He couldn't believe that the simple task he had assigned to Ronan couldn't be fulfilled by him at all
Worst, his enemy might know about Frank's plan, considering that Stephen didn't even listen to Ronan's words.
He turned toward his son, Jade, whose black eyes stared ahead. A profound look was visible in his eyes.
"Son, now… what should we do? Didn't you say that Stephen for sure will die, and we can then proceed to attack the Blackthorn family…"
It might sound like a common question, but on closer inspection, there was a hint of blame hidden in those words.
Jade knew it all but turned a deaf ear to Frank's words. In a voice only audible to him, he muttered,
"How is this possible? Something is not right… According to my predictions… Stephen should have died. Is my level too low, and hence I am only able to see possibilities and not the future?"
After a while, he regained his confidence and thought,
