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Even though she was the descendant of the Whitmans, Michael did not dote on her too much. In his opinion, girls needed to be more independent. However, just when he was about to leave, he received a call from Tyrone. Tyrone’s voice sounded grim as he asked, “Kayson, can you come to Skyspring?” Kayson was dumbfounded as he replied, “I’m in Skyspring right now. What’s wrong, Grandpa Tyrone? Did something happen?” Tyrone fell silent for a while before replying, “Jeremy got into a car accident. The doctor said he’s in critical condition right now.”

Everyone could not sit still and walk out of the conference room together to the lobby on the first floor of Sterling Technology. They saw a large group of people standing in the lobby. The leader was a tall and thin-looking man. He was somewhat similar to Dominic, but he looked older and thinner. After being imprisoned for several years, his physical condition was not very good, after all. The moment Dylan and the others saw the man, they were all taken aback. Who else could this be other than Jeremy? Dylan stepped forward first and said in surprise, “Jeremy? You’re still alive?” Jeremy snorted coldly and said, “Of course, I’m still alive. I’ve only been recovering from illness all these ye

Jeremy responded, recognizing the urgency in his subordinate's voice. Lucas, Jeremy's loyal driver, swiftly transported him to one of his secure facilities. As they arrived, three workers escorted them inside, leading them to Derek Lane, a cunning and influential figure responsible for Jeremy's underground dealings. Derek was known for managing illegal transactions and controlling the shadowy world of black markets, making him a vital asset to Jeremy. "Welcome, Boss," Derek greeted with respect. "Derek, why am I here?" Jeremy inquired, his tone reflecting his impatience.

Jeremy returned and they parted ways. Skipping to his house which wasn't too far from school, Jeremy whistled happily. Everything was going well,his life was great. Not perfect, just great. Jeremy Sanders Watson was a teenage boy of 16 who excelled in his academics. Sure he wasn't an A+ student but he always strived to be higher than average, he never wanted to disappoint his mum,she was the only thing he had and he loved her to pieces.

I banged on the door until the basement light flicked on. Jeremy opened the door in nothing but loose black basketball shorts, rubbing sleep from his eyes--perfect He had just turned 18 last month,, still boyish in the face but taller than I remembered, with that awkward, lanky build that hadn’t quite filled out yet. His eyes widened when he saw me. “Emma? What the hell… are you okay?” I stepped inside without wasting another second , the smell of stale gamer snacks and boy sweat hitting me. “I need to talk to someone. Someone who won’t lie to me.”

I don't have all the time in the world " Jeremy swallowed and moved closer in his seat,then pulled out his phone and a sheet of paper. He placed them on the table and stared up at the black hoodie guy. "Check it out." The strange guy stared down at the contents on the table. On the phone's screen is Tanya's picture and on the sheet of paper is a man's picture. The black hoodie guy looked at Jeremy after observing the pictures. "So... what's this all about?" He asked with a frown. Jeremy looked around before looking at the black hoodie guy. "Look harder,man. The girl.....I think she's Stifler's daughter."

I turned to Jeremy again, but the response felt heavy on his lips. "This was the same girl that informed the men in Simon's pack to beat the hell out of me. I passed out and was in a coma for a month. Thanks to my strong health life, I could have passed away because of her inability to control her tongue," Jeremy explained, and I felt sorry for him.

Dave muffled against the tape on his mouth,..the inaudible sounds were laced with terror and fear as he widened his eyes, gazing at his brother who stood with a satisfied smirk on his face. He moved his arms relentlessly despite his hands being tied behind, wanting to escape the sight he'd already beheld. Jeremy walked towards Sergeant Samantha's corpse and skillfully pulled out the dagger buried in her back. He searched around her body for any mobile device because he never trusted that she was in this revenge path alone.

“This is really good “. Nate’s eyes widened at the compliment as he wasn’t expecting it. “Even though Bryant threw it to the floor, I still think it’s really good. You are very talented—“. He paused looking at the boy in front of him. “What’s your name ?”. “Oh! Nate Davidson”. “Nate!”. A small smirk grew on his face as he returned the canvas back. “Well my name is Jeremy. Nice to meet you. And I hope I see you around again “.

Jeremy shook his head. Jeremy was still flashing the flashlight on her face. She groaned and tried to move her face, but Jeremy didn’t let her. “Open your eyes,” he asked her. Piper is anything but docile. She closed her eyes tightly. Jeremy sniggered slyly and brought his hand to her neck and squeezed. She squeezed until Piper started to see stars. She could feel her heartbeat getting slow and her lungs burning, but she was still not ready to give up. She is not going to let Jeremy win, even if it means that she will have to die. “I SAID OPEN YOUR EYES, BITCH!” Jeremy screamed and slammed her head against the tree, knocking her out cold.