Gary immediately stood between them since it seemed Jack would murder his mother due to the way he was scowling at the woman at that moment.
"That’s arge amount of money, son. Give it to Anastasia as a down payment, and I’m sure she would understand that you don’t have enough money to pay back," Gary tried to convince Jack who resisted the urge to palm his face after hearing Gary’s words.
"Do you think Anastasia would listen to whatever I have to tell her?!"
Amelia flinched one more time.
Jack immediately regretted sharing his ount with Amelia, which gave her more ess to the money—even though she already had a safe where she put her own money.
Then his so-called father came to him with an unreasonable excuse he would give to Anastasia.
"Maybe it’s high time we part ways," Jack suddenly said, catching them off guard. "I’m leaving all of you."
"Huh? But where are you going? You are not going to leave me and your father here all by ourselves are you?" Amelia asked him.
"You are on your own now," Jack dered. "Anastasia said she would be back in the next six hours—two hours have already passed. If I leave now, she won’t be able to catch me."
Jack lifted his bag to his shoulders as a new idea popped into his head.
’I will just use the remaining money in my ount and fly away then start a new life somewhere else—somewhere Anastasia won’t be able to find me no matter what,’ Jack to himself as a sly grin stretched on his lips.
Without waiting for his mother and father to try to stop him, Jack scurried out of the living room, while the servants watched the family separate.
They were tempted to leave as well, but since the house was going back to the rightful owner, they weren’t bothered about their sries.
Jack nced around the mansion to be sure there weren’t any guards that belonged to Anastasia who lingered around to inform her of their doings.
When he was sure, he pulled his bag tighter on his shoulder and strode towards the gate, while ncing at the unconscious bodies of the Harrison security guards.
They had been knocked out pretty badly, they still hadn’t woken up yet.
Just when Jack was about to step out of the gate and run for his life, a ck car stopped right in front of him.
Due to the heavily tinted windows, he couldn’t see who was inside. But from the fancy look of the car, it was owned by someone powerful.
"Where do you think you’re going, brother?"
All the hair on his body stood on his ends at that bone-chilling voice.
Instinctively, he grabbed his bag as if it were a robber that stood in front of him.
"What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be here in the next four hours?" He questioned Anastasia.
Anastasia tilted her head as if she’d just heard ame joke.
"Are you forgetting this is my house now?" She questioned him back with a cold tone which made him feel goosebumps rise on his skin.
Not once in his life did he think he would be scared of the girl he would always y with whenever he wanted.
Anastasia cocked an eyebrow. "Were you just about to run away?"
When Jack didn’t respond to her, she sneered.
"Go ahead, you can go ahead and run. I would like to see where you would go."
Although she was encouraging him to run, something warned him deep inside to not dare to do so.
"But I will give you a warning though," she started. "I’ve handed your pictures to every travel agency and port. If you want to run away, you will bebeled as a criminal. I won’t do the chasing anymore—the police will do the chasing."
Jack wasn’t sure if he’d heard Anastasia correctly.
There was no smile on her lips like earlier, and her death stare creeped him out.
"What?" He managed to ask as all the colors drained from his face. His grip on his bag had already turned white.
"You heard me right. If you want to run away, you can go ahead. But even if you are caught by the police, you still have to pay your debts to me. So think about your decision very carefully, brother."</subtxt>