Back From Prison!

Chapter 9:

Upon hearing this, Edward's eyes brightened, speaking in a sinister tone: "If that's the case, we have nothing to worry about. We need to tell Mr. Thomas that Jonathan knows absolutely nothing about medicine. We don't need to deal with Jonathan ourselves. Mr. Thomas won't spare him!"

Marcus hesitated, expressing his worry: "It might be troublesome. Jonathan may have learned some tricks in prison and could fake his medical prowess convincingly. If I hadn't known him well, knowing that the brat doesn't know a thing about medicine, I would've almost believed that he could save Neala! It might be difficult to make Mr. Thomas believe us."

Edward pondered momentarily, then his face became wicked: "We just need to find a way to send Jonathan back to prison. Mr. Thomas will believe us then. Didn't he want us to return the fifty million dollars? We will offer Carla again for the marrow transplantation in exchange for nine hundred million dollars from him!"

"Nine hundred million dollars?"

This figure made Marcus and Orla's eyes shine brightly, their gaze becoming fervid. However, when they calmed down, their spirits dropped.

By putting Jonathan in prison, perhaps Mr. Thomas would trust them.

But the problem was, how could they send Jonathan to jail when he was minding his own business?

If Edward said so, he must undoubtedly have a plan.

He took a moment of grave silence before declaring: "There is a way indeed, but we need Harding William for this!"

Harding William is Orla's younger brother. Years ago, Jonathan took the blame for Harding.

In a curious tone, the two asked: "What's the method?"

"Well, here it is..."

Upon hearing Edward's plan, the father-daughter duo smiled maliciously.

If this plan were executed, Jonathan would undoubtedly land in prison again!

"Jonathan, it's your fault for being unaware, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Orla's face was full of ferocity.

The following day was Carla's birthday.

After dropping Carla off at daycare, Roger drove Jonathan to an old food market in the western part of the city.

Just as they exited the car, a sharp smell greeted them.

Being an affluent figure like Roger, he was uncomfortable.

But accompanying the young master, no matter how uncomfortable, he had to bear it.

"Young master, the Adela Kyle you're looking for... she's selling fish here, at that stall."

Roger pointed to the fish-selling area where a young girl wearing a waterproof apron skillfully conversed with the fish buyers.

Despite having a gorgeous face and lofty lady status, Adela Kyle was now tragically reduced to selling fish in a market.

Although he wasn't the cause of her predicament, seeing how Adela has lived these past few years, he felt profoundly remorseful and pained.

According to the information Roger obtained, Adela's father had passed away a long time ago.

However, Adela was strong, had worked hard since childhood, and had an extraordinary talent for fashion design. She won countless awards just after a year of university, and her future was promising.

But during her second year of college, a r**e incident drastically changed her life.

The Kyle family blamed her for tarnishing the family's reputation and kicked her and her mother out without financial support.

Adela's mother was suffering from severe heart disease. Initially, the Kyle family gave them some money so they were not destitute.

But after being expelled from the house and cut off from resources, Adela had to drop out of school.

With a university degree, it was easier to find a job.

The Kyle family had warned companies not to hire Adela.

In Elite Summit, Adela couldn't find any office job.

Due to her mother's illness requiring expensive medication every month, Adela found a reasonably paying job selling fish after trying every possible means.

"A 24-year-old girl, it's indeed too hard for her!" Roger lamented, instantly falling silent.

The one who made Adela suffer this tragedy was the young master he was serving.

Jonathan took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up. He didn't explain the reasons for the past incident and said: "Help me find a fairly large-scale fashion company, I will be the CEO, and then I will hire Adela with a high salary."

Roger understood that his master wanted to make amends for Miss Kyle and promptly responded: "I'll certainly handle this satisfactorily!"

Suddenly recalling something, Roger hastily said: "Master, Miss Kyle's mother's condition has worsened recently. She's been in the hospital for two months now. Miss Kyle has had to borrow a high-interest loan!"

"How much?"

"Two hundred thousand USD. However, the interest rate is excessive, and the loan shark doubled it! He told Miss Kyle he'd waive the interest if she spent a few nights with him. Master, do you want me to handle this?"

Jonathan squinted, his eyes sparking with a murderous intent: "I'll handle it personally."

"As you wish, Master."

"All right, I don't need you here anymore. Go take care of your business."

Jonathan threw down his cigarette and stepped on it to put it out. He then proceeded towards the fish stall.

Knowing his place, Roger promptly disappeared.

After selling two fish, the fish stall had no customers.

Adela sat on a stool, resting her chin on her hand, pondering that Dominic Joe asked her to sleep with him a few times. She felt surrounded by a sense of helplessness.

Tears welled up in her eyes, the bitter sting overwhelming her.

"How much for this fish?"

Suddenly, a male voice rang out.

Disregarding everything else, Adela hastily wiped her eyes: "Flowery grouper is ten USD per kg, white grouper is seven USD per kg, and red snapper is thirty USD per pound..."

While speaking, she glanced at Jonathan, finding him oddly familiar. Yet, she couldn't remember who he was or where she might have met him.

Jonathan was not interested in buying fish; he just wanted to start a conversation.

But when the conversation started, he felt uneasy, his heart unsettled.

"Sir, if you're not planning on buying fish, please don't stand here as it hinders my business." Adela tried to keep her voice calm.

From Jonathan's formal attire and leather shoes, it was clear he wasn't here to buy fish.