บททั้งหมดของ THE POOR ORPHAN WHO BECAME A BILLIONAIRE: บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Sam couldn’t believe his eyes, the sound of the gunshot and Charity’s yell were all mixed up; Jonathan just fired the shot on Charity, and he could see blood slowly dripping to the ground. This wasn’t the third trial, what the hell was Jonathan doing? “I warned you, Sam. No police, this isn’t over, if you mention anything we did here to the police who would enter this door in less than a minute, Emily dies. No matter the amount of protection or security you put around her, she dies.” Jonathan was frowning angrily, and as soon as he finished speaking, he left through the back door followed by his guards. Leaving Charity bleeding and a confused Sam in the room, just a few seconds after Jonathan left, the FBI broke down the door and entered the room. Sam untied Charity, he wasn’t sobbing or trying to cry at the moment, he was angry; not only at Jonathan but at Emily. She was definitely the one who called the police. But his anger was more ferocious on Jonathan because he threatened t

“What’s going on doc?” Sam asked as soon as they walked into the ICU, he saw Charity laying on a bed with all the different life support machines beeping while some read her heart rate. “Thought you’d never ask, Mr. Sam, but I’m sure it’d be best if you heard directly from her,” the doctor answered, walking straight to the bed, he was just some inches away when the life machine made a loud sound. The sound was loud and continued, and only the doctor understood it, he ran the rest of the inches to the bed and held Charity, trying to take several medical measures to keep her stable but sadly he was too late. The machine sound went louder than normal then came to an abrupt stop, and the ICU went silent like a grave yard. Sam and Emily stood inches away from the bed, watching the scene like it was a movie. When Sam saw the doctor give a frustrated sigh, he knew what had happened, he ran towards the bed and quickly held Charity hands, it was very cold; and that confirmed what had happe

When the person knocking saw that no one was coming to open the door, she slowly opened it by herself, popping her head inside the room first; when she saw Sam standing next to Ethan and a woman close to the bed, she knew she was in the right place. This was prolly the second time she was coming to Ethan’s mansion and the first time to enter his bedroom. Ethan and Clinton were surprised to see her, Ariana had no idea who she was; Sam was expecting her. He had left the Cadillac and sent one of his guards down there to bring her to the mansion, he just needed a little private time and he got that inside the taxi. Emily walked into the room slowly, glancing at the people in it, one after the other, the only person she wasn’t familiar with was Ariana; but her guess was she was Ethan’s daughter, there was some sort of resemblance between them. “I’m sorry for leaving you behind, Em,” Sam apologized, speaking first after the strange silence that followed Emily’s entrance. Ethan was stil

“I couldn’t ask him directly, cause I thought it might ruin the moment. But, your Dad spoke like he was going to die very soon, why’s that?” Emily’s worry was written all over her face. Sam wasn’t expecting that question, he was thinking Emily would ask something about Charity’s death or Ethan’s approval. However, anybody would have observed it, Sam thought it was obvious but it seems Emily just wanted to hear it from him. “Yes, he is going to die soon,” Sam resumed looking out the window, feeling his heart squeeze as he spoke the words. He was really going to miss his dad, but he was always trying not to think about it and the situations he had been through the past few weeks have helped keep the thought out of his mind, but now that Emily had brought it back; it was so heart wrecking. Losing Ethan would also make him the target by the rest of the family who wanted Ethan’s corporation, however; he’d have Clinton and maybe Ariana supporting him. Emily was startled by Sam’s reluc

“He sent you, didn’t he?” Sam whispered, his heartbeat rising steadily, Jonathan is back!And he’d fulfill his promises; just when he thought everything was going peaceful, Jonathan was planning to strike again behind the scenes. He was supposed to be ready for Jonathan's strike, but because of the assumption of peace, Sam was caught off guard once again. “I’ve no idea who that is, but you’ll see who sent me, soon.” Smith glanced at the road for a split second whilst still pointing the gun at Sam, they were at the location. Sam was so sure that it was Jonathan who sent Smith, who else could? He couldn’t help but wonder when Jonathan brainwashed Smith, how much did Jonathan offer him? Sam thought. “I’ll pay you ten times what your hirer offered you, Smith; if you betray him right here and now. This is an opportunity of a lifetime and you know I don’t bluff,” Sam looked dead serious at Smith, if he couldn’t solve problems with his mouth, his money should solve it for him. The car c