Own Fate 195
<b>Chapter </b><b>195 </b>
Alvin said to Bowen <b>as </b>he emerged, “Wuhrer was in distress, so the hospital prve her a sedative. She’s resting now!
Bowen gave a cured, his gare growing even icler and more unhinged.
He said. “Go keep an eye on Aubree at the hospital. I’ve got some business to take care of.”
“Keeping an eye on her for him? What’s that supposed to mean? Alvin wondered but brushed off the odd phrasing the next second. “Did they say who sent them?” he asked.
Bowen said coldly. “The Timbeke family.”
So it was the Timbeke family after all, Alvin thought.
Curling his lips into a mocking sneer, he said, “They must have a <b>death </b>wish.”
Meamchile, at the Timbeke family, Gareth paced anxiously back and forth in the living room. “Why hasn’t there been any news yet? Did today’s
operation seed or not? he wondered,
He knew full well this would cross the Tumer family, but he’d already made ns. Once he got his son out, he’d take his family and leave Rithol City
altogether. “IfI can’t fight them, at least I can fee” he thought.
Gareth grashed his teeth in fury. “Bowen shows no regard for our ties at all. He’s having Jacob thrown in jail over what I consider such a trivial matter he fumed inwardly“Even if Jacob did something to Aubree, would she lose out by being connected to the Timbeke <b>family</b>?
Just as he was thinking this, his wife Mandy came downstairs. The moment she saw him still at home, her temper <b>red</b>. “<b>What </b><b>are </b>you still doing here?” she formed. “Why aren’t you doing something to get Jacob <b>out</b>? He’s <b>your </b>onlyson!”
Gareth, already irritated, <b>snapped</b>, “Can’t you see I’m working on it? If the n seeds, we’ll get Jacob out, alright?”
“What do you mean by that!” Mandy asked.
“I sent me to kidnap Aubree,” Gareth replied.
“What did you just say you did?” Mandy’s voice shot up in disbelief. “Bowen <b>only </b><b>went </b>after <b>Jacob </b>because of Aubree, and <b>you </b>still <b>dare </b>to mess with
her?”
Gareth thought she was overreacting. “What’s <b>all </b>the <b>fuss </b>about?” he scoffed. <b>“</b>I’ve got it all ned out. Once we trade Aubree for Jacob<b>, </b>our whole family will leave Rithol City. We can develop in other cities anyway. We’ve alreadypromised<b>. </b>Given our daughter’s connection to them, the Turner
family will have to give <b>us </b><b>a </b><b>pass</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
He took it for granted and thought smugly, “Over the years, I’ve reaped plenty of benefits from the Turner family thanks to my daughter. Do the Turner family <b>people </b>not know? Of course they do. But since they owe the Timbeke family, they have to pretend not to see!
Mandy hesitated. “Will they let us off? I heard Bowens <b>running </b>the Turner family now. He’s a heartless bastard.”
“Rx. It’s all under control.“Gareth had barely fished boasting when thunderous pounding erupted at the front door
“Who’s there?” Mandy called out nervously<b>. </b>
Gareth said nonchntly. “That must be my peopleing back.”
With that, he stepped forward to open the door. The moment it cracked open a sliver, someone outsidended a brutal kick with explosive force, sanding the <b>door </b>flying inward.
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If Gareth hadn’t reacted with quick reflexes and dodged, that brutal kick would havended on more than just the door.
Mandy’s face drained of all color the moment she recognized the intruder.
Gareth was just about to unleash a torrent of curses, but the moment he looked up, he truepletely on the spot
Bowen strode in, nked by bodyguards. “Mr. Timbeke, long time no see,” he said.
“D–Bowen“” Gareth was stunned.
Bowen strode up to him, his gaze <b>coldly </b>a
assessing. “Mr. Timbeke,” he said, “don’t you have anything to say to me?”
Gareth had been running himself ragged trying to get Jacob out of trouble, and his hair had grown noticeably grayer. Now, face to face with Bown, the
once arrogant and self–<b>assured </b>man was reduced to a haggard, cowering figure, shrinking back, not daring to say a word
Bowen sneered, “Cat got your tongue? I only greeted you politely out of respect for your daughter. Did you think you were hot stuff, Gareth?
“How dare youy a finger on what’s mine? Who the hell gave you the nerve?
“I might’ve let Jacob off with just a few months in jail ill were feeling generous. But you just had to go begging for death, didn’t you?”
With each word Bowen uttered, Gareth’s face grew paler. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he stammered.
Gareth tly denied it.
Bowen let out a chillingugh. “ying dumb, huh?”
In the next second, Bowen swung a vicious backhanded punch that smashed into Gareth’s face, sanding him crumpling to the ground, his body going limp from the blow.
Bowen sneered, <b>“</b>Do you need a reminder?”
Gareth’s face contorted in sheer terror as he stumbled backward. He was genuinely terrified, afraid that Bowen might just <b>beat </b>him to death right there
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