Chapter Forty Three

Gerald's POV

Home sweet home. I couldn't believed after getting shot in the chest twice by my own brother I'm still alive. Grayson's bullet is no joke, he use his favorite gun against me which almost took my life. I observe the whole mansion from the outside, and almost forgot what it looks like because he is the reason why I become like this, and now he become so powerful than me? I'm not letting than happened.

I open my eyes and exposed to the reality awaits me, they probably not expecting me to come as soon as I recovered and wasn't expecting me either too. I went inside and saw how the house change to my sight or it didn't change at all maybe because I'm not paying attention when we arrive in this mansion, my father wasn't here and the only one I can rely on is Patricia.

"Welcome back, Gerald! My best friend!" Asher exclaimed.

He gave me a hug, "I thought you were dead! What a relief! Don't you miss me?"

"Get your filthy hands off me, Asher. I am tempted to break your hands, s