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Chapter 1061

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Chapter 1061 Gone Mad</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nichs‘ grip gradually tightened. If Nathaniel were to die now, he could im that Zachary and Mason had conspired against Nathaniel behind closed doors.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Somehow, an operation performed on Nathaniel led to his untimely demise, though it remained a mystery as to what exactly was done.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Nathaniel, don’t me me for this. If anyone’s to me, it’s you. You just had topete with me in everything.” Nichs covered Nathaniel’s mouth and nose and continued, “When I met Ceci, I thought I finally had something you didn’t. But you even took her from me. Stealing her was one thing, but you just wouldn’t let me go! Do you have any id how much it hurts to see you two together every day, to see her carrying your child?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nichs’s eyes brimmed slightly with tears.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Everything’s okay now. Once you’ve left this world, I’ll take good care of my dear sister–inw for you,” dered Nichs.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">It seemed as though he had deliberately used the term sister–inw.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Though Nichs couldn’t be certain if Nathaniel was still conscious, he still derived satisfaction from rubbing the situation in Nathaniel’s defenseless face.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The instinctive struggle for air appeared to have roused the unresponsive Nathaniel, whose eyes flickered slightly. His hand slowly lifted before grasping Nichs‘ wrist.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nichs‘ eyes narrowed slightly.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He steeled himself and mustered all his strength.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">s, Nichs‘ constitution was inherently frail. By the time Nathaniel regained consciousness, Nichs was no longer a match for him.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Someone,e,” Nichs stated simply.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The car came to a halt, and several burly men climbed aboard.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mr. Nichs.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Just as Nichs was about to give them the orders to get rid of Nathaniel, thetter opened his eyes unexpectedly.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He quickly surveyed everything inside the car.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nichs looked at Nathaniel, who had just opened his eyes, and sneered, “Nathaniel, were you pretending to be asleep?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel did not reply.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nichs continued, “Acting or not, I have no choice but to take your life today.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Upon hearing his words, Nathaniel shot him a puzzled expression. “Who are you? I need to go home.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“What did you say?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Get me home quickly. I’m so hungry, starving really.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nathaniel sat up and began rummaging for food in the car. “Is need to eat, I’m really hungry,” he mumbled.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Nichs was taken aback as he observed this side of Nathaniel. For a long while, he couldn’t bring himself to believe the scene before him..</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Has Mr. Nathaniel lost his mind?” asked one of Nichs‘ men.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Another of his subordinates chimed in, “Mr. Nichs, during our investigation, we heard that Mr. Nathaniel had undergone brain surgery. It seems the operation might have failed, rendering him a fool.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“A fool?”</font></font>


    Nichs was incredulous. He grabbed hold of Nathaniel and demanded, “Drop the act, Nathaniel. We’re twins: I know you’re not crazy.”


    Seemingly frightened by his brother’s tone, Nathaniel began to cry.


    “I need to go home. Who are you? Please take me home quickly,” he pleaded.Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    Nichs still didn’t believe it. He nced at the de in his subordinate’s hand, picked it up, and lunged toward Nathaniel.


    However, Nathaniel didn’t attempt to block it. Instead, he quickly took cover in the corner.


    “Don’t kill me, don’t kill me, he muttered.


    Upon seeing Nathaniel in such a state, Nichs abandoned any thought of killing him.


    Mason was right, after all; Nathaniel was his biological brother.


    “Mr. Nichs, what do we do now?” his subordinate asked.


    “First, take him back and lock him up.”


    Nichs still couldn’t believe that Nathaniel had lost his mind.


    Hunched over in a corner and clutching his head, Nathaniel wailed, “My head hurts so much. So much.”


    Nichs looked at his brother, who posed no threat and could even be considered useless. He walked up to thetter, raising his hand to rest it on his brother’s shoulder.


    “It’s okay now. I’ll take you home right away, and the pain will soon be gone.”


    Nathaniel nodded. All right.


    Nichs was relishing in this sensation.


    From now on, Nathaniel’s no longer the golden boy everyone admires. I’m taking his ce now.


    Nichs‘ thoughts wandered further. Would Ceci regret her choice if she sees Nathaniel in this state?
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