?


    "B-But even if Grandfather wouldn''t listen, you didn''t have to go that far. He''s your husband, and..."


    Jon trailed off feebly as fear seized him.


    If Yora could go that far, it made sense that she could eliminate him for her own ends.


    And to no surprise, Yora narrowed her eyes dangerously at him as she snorted. "Hmph. I guess I can make it simple for you-go back to Laneville and take your ce as the new head of the Lane family... Or I''d just have to pick someone else."


    Jon gulped, as his worst fear hade true.


    If he refused Yora, he would not fare any better than his grandfather.


    What choice did he have if he wanted to stay alive?


    Hence, after some thought, Jon quietly nodded.This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.


    However, his face was ashen, and he certainly did not appear pleased or thrilled to be the new head of the Lane family.


    "Very good."


    Yora pped him on the shoulder with a smile. "Though you might be head of the family in name only, you stand to gain much. Just stick to being a figurehead-don''t worry about the details."


    "Thank you, Madam Yimmel." Jon gritted his teeth but forced a smile that looked uglier than a crying face.


    He had no choice but to ept reality since he took the deal.


    Even if this was exactly what he did not want, he had no way out anyway.


    "Cough, cough, cough..."


    Fleur suddenly started hacking violently, and Jon turned to find her sweating all over her brow, heaving as her whole body shook uncontrobly. "Madam Lang? What''s wrong?"


    Jon was shocked to see what was happening to Fleur, whereas Yora merely cast her a brief nce and turned away nonchntly. "It''s just a cold." However, Fleur coughed even more violently right then.


    She was clearly at her limit-her


    body temperature was alternating between extreme heat and cold, and


    she could feel a stabbing pain


    spreading throughout her organs.


    Even as she copsed on the floor, she mustered all her strength to reach out to Yora. "Please... Help... Help me..."


    Jon was left bbergasted. "Madam Yimmel? What''s happening to Madam Lang...?"


    Yora simply shook her head and


    shoved a note into his hand, and said bluntly, "Get her into your car, and call this number-ask them to deliver Madam Lang''s medicine. Remember, don''t let anyone find out."


    And with those words, Yora and her entourage got into another car and left right away.


    "O-Okay..."


    Jon watched as she left, feeling the creeps even as he turned back and saw Fleur groaning in agony.


    He more or less had the feeling that this was the matriarch''s doing but decided to bring Fleur home anyway.


    However, he had barely helped Fleur walk a few steps when she gasped. She was clearly struggling to breathe and copsed on the floor, convulsing all over as she foamed from the mouth.


    "Madam Lang!"


    Jon panicked, as he could see Fleur''s breathing turn weaker by the second. Eventually, he gritted his teeth and decided to send her to the hospital for now.