Jack let out a cold chuckle. “It is Mr. Farwell’s actions that will determine whether I wake her up.” He then shifted his gaze toward Lucian, who was standing to the side, as he asked sarcastically, “Mr. Farwell, did you really think I would give in because you came to my grandpa for help? Asking an old man to help you get what you want? Since when did you become so childish?”
Hector got so mad when he heard those words that he started coughing uncontrollably. “Shut up, Jack! How dare you behave so insolently when you’re the one in the wrong?”
“Everything I do is for the Damaris family!” Jack insisted with a straight face. Realizing that Hector was about to collapse from the coughing, the butler quickly rushed over and helped him into the living room.
Hector was frustrated that he was powerless to do anything about the situation. All he could do was point a finger at Jack and hope that he would repent before it was too late.
Instead of checking on Hector, Jack felt relieved that there was no one left to interfere with his plans. He shifted his gaze back toward Lucian and said arrogantly, “Now that it’s just you and me again, we can finally have a proper conversation.”
Jack sat down beside the table and crossed his legs elegantly. “You said you would think about it yesterday, Mr. Damaris. Well? Do you have an answer yet? If yes, then go ahead and name your terms!” Lucian snapped with a frown.
Jack frowned in dissatisfaction. “Mr. Farwell, do keep in mind that you’re the one in need of my help right now. Is that any way to ask someone for a favor?” The back garden fell into complete silence after that..
Having gained the upper hand, Jack grinned smugly at Lucian as he waited for the latter to respond After what seemed like forever, Lucian suppressed his anger and said, “What do you want, Mr. Damaris? I will do anything as long as you wake Roxanne up.”
“See, none of this would’ve happened if you’d just spoken to me with this humble attitude while I was doing business with Ms. Jarvis.”
Jack let out a cold chuckle as he continued with a sneer, “Unfortunately, it’s a little too late. for this change in attitude to make a difference now. I’ll need some more time to reconsider this.”
Lucian clenched his fists tightly and tried his best to remain calm. “Of course. After all, you hold all the cards now. There is one thing I don’t understand, though.”
Jack arched an eyebrow at him. “Oh? What is it?” “When did you poison Roxanne?” Lucian asked while keeping his gaze fixated on Jack.
Jack let out a disdainful snicker as he replied, “You underestimate me, Mr. Farwell. I’m the heir of the Damaris family. Lowly methods like poisoning are beneath me. What I used is far more sophisticated!”
Lucian gritted his teeth as he waited for Jack to reveal his answer. “I used essential oil. By slowly increasing the dosage, I was able to get Ms. Jarvis to absorb the required amount over time. That is how I achieved the desired effect,” Jack explained nonchalantly.
Dissatisfied with Lucian’s unresponsiveness, Jack added, “I’ll be honest with you here. With the exception of that one time you were present, I had the essential oil burning in the background every time I conducted my business with Ms. Jarvis. Unfortunately for her, she didn’t notice what it truly was. In fact, she even assumed it was just a habit that my family practiced.”
Recalling Roxanne’s naïve response from a few days ago, Jack found it so amusing that he burst out laughing on the spot.
That was the last straw for Lucian. He could no longer hold himself back when he saw Jack mocking Roxanne gleefully, especially after what Jack had done to her.
