Chapter 3933
He lost count of the endless despair, emotional, and hopeful moments he had during the entire night. It kept going on and on like an unending cycle. He felt his heart was growing weak from all the overwhelming emotions. If this continued, he would go through a heart attack and pass away before even eating the pill.
Bernard stared intensely at Jordan, hoping to hear Jordan say that he couldn't buy or pay for the pill. If that happened, Bernard would be able to buy the Rejuvenating Pill with just seventy-two billion US dollars!
Kathleen, meanwhile, was relieved when she found out that her grandfather was eligible to win the pill. However, her heart jumped in shock and anxiety when she heard her grandfather's angry roar. Immediately, she knew her uncle must have taken the chance to usurp her grandfather's position.
Jace the butler stuttered helplessly, "My Lord... I'm so sorry. I have no way to help you now... I'm under house arrest. Sir ordered at least dozens of mercenaries to surround my house and watch over me. He said I can't leave home until you pass away
Jordan's fury grew. He roared, spitting fire," I'll call my b*stard son immediately!"
Jordan hung up at once before dialing a different number. The phone quickly connected, but there was no voice from the other side of the call. Jordan gritted his teeth, growling in resentment. He hissed with the anger of a thousand suns, "B*stard! You b*stard! Why did you do this? Why?!" On the other end of the phone, an elderly voice finally answered, "Dad... I'm already in my seventies this year. You're quite familiar with history. Don't you know how rare it is to find a prince in his seventies even during ancient times?"
Jordan spat, "Is that why you can't wait to take my position? Is that why you want me to die?! Don't forget, I gave you your life! I gave you everything you have! I'm the one who built the Fox family and led it to where it is today! Don't you know how to be grateful?!"
The man on the other end of the call smiled bitterly. "Dad, if you didn't become s o obsessed with longevity, I would've upheld my duties as a loyal son. I would've taken care of you and patiently waited until you finally passed away. I would've stayed a dutiful child."
He became more and more emotional as he spoke. "But you're already in your nies now. Haven't you lived long enough? You're already so old. Why are you so obsessed with longevity? If you live forever, what do you want me to do?"
Jordan roared again, furious, "You b*stard! Are you complaining about my long life?!"Original from NôvelDrama.Org.
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The man on the other end of the call smiled before replying solemnly, "Dad, you've believed in fate all your life. Isn't praying for a miracle to change your fate against your beliefs? It'll damage the blessings of your descendants, too. If you live forever, what should we do? Do you plan to live for another twenty years and attend my funeral instead?"
Jordan gnashed his teeth, feeling that they would break under his rising anger." What's wrong with my obsession with longevity? Even if I do have a long life, I wouldn't treat you badly! You're my flesh and blood!"
The man sighed. "What do you mean by that, Dad? Do you want both of us to live for a few more decades, and expect me to be just a successor in the coming years? Must I still serve you by your side even when I'm a hundred years old?"
He paused briefly before continuing grimly, "I don't want your life. I just want you to go with the flow naturally."
"Go with the flow naturally..." Jordan muttered, and then clenched his teeth angrily. "You know I don't have many days left. If I miss this pill, you won't be able to see me alive again!"
His son said faintly, "To be honest, I never planned to see you alive ever again."
He explained, "Dad, all your
confidants have been removed from the group. Ladvise you to give up struggling and stay in the country for the rest of your life. You don't have much time left, anyway. You're at an old age. Don't bother tiring yourself with such a long trip. Even if you return, I won't allow you to enter the border. If you end up dying during the journey, I'll feel bad."
"From today onward, please spend your remaining days in Oskia."
"As your son. I'll be glad if you're fated to live until a hundred years old."
"However, if you're not fated to live past a hundred years old, I'll still pay my respects to you and grandly send you off once you pass away!"
His eldest son's words filled Jordan with abject hatred.
He understood the implication behind them. His son made it sound so grand, but the message was clear.
'Die in the country and never return!'