BuzzNovelChapter 855
"Damn it, givethe pills."
With a resounding crash-
Jeff finally lost his strength to stand, clutching his chest in severe pain, and collapsed straight down, knocking
over the coffee table.
"Dad, I'm giving you one last chance."
Avery leaned slightly forward, looming over Jeff like he was staring down at a battered old hound, "Now, beg me
on your knees, and I'll give you your medicine.
A man must know his times. That's what you taught us when we were kids, wasn't it?"
"You beast, dream on!"
Jeff, filled with rage, started to crawl towards Avery's feet, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up.
Avery stepped back, as if what was beneath his feet was sfoul, stinking
mess.
Jeff's complexion turned from pale to ashen, and Avery felt a thrill at the sight of his agony, laughing until tears
started to form in the corners of his reddened eyes:
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"I've already sent off your favorite son, | don't mind sending you on your way too. Go down there, reunite with
your Byron."
"Byron, oh my Byron."
Jeff stared with bloodshot eyes, his mouth dry and cracked wide open, reaching out to grab Avery's pant leg.
Suddenly, his twisted face of pain froze.
That dry, stiff hand hung just an inch short, finally falling lifelessly.
The room went cold and silent as a grave.
Avery stood still, looking down at the man at his feet, eyes unblinking in death.
"Dad, if | weren't your son, it would be better. Then | could justify everything you did toand mom, and make
peace with you, and myself."
His fingers curled tightly, pressing hard against his palms, he whispered in a voice only he could hear, "I was
your best child, | could have walked a clear and bright path, | could have stood before Evadne like Thaddeus,
without a care. But the kind Avery was destroyed by your own hands. | wasn't wrong. All along, you were the one
who was wrong."
Jeff's secretary and Harvey waited outside, the chairman's office was too well soundproofed, they were
completely unaware of what was happening inside.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and Avery ran out, disheveled:
"Quick, call an ambulance! My dad's having a heart attack! Call an ambulance!"
Harvey was initially shocked, seeing Avery's panicked expression, but also glimpsed his cold, indifferent eyes.
In an instant, he understood everything, a barely perceptible smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Jeff's secretary, panicked, dialed the phone while running to get help.
Within minutes, paramedics arrived, sealed off the office, and attempted to resuscitate Jeff.
But it was too late.
"Mr. Avery Chambers, by the twe arrived, Mr. Jeff Chambers had already passed."
The paramedic sighed mournfully, "Please accept our condolences."
In front of everyone, Avery's gaze went vacant, his body slumped, tears streaming down his face.
He played the role of a dutiful son who had lost a parent to perfection.
All who saw him were moved.
Since Jeff died in his office, and with the ambulance and doctors going in and out, the news spread quickly
throughout the company.
At the stime, the news of the Chambers Group chairman's sudden death from a heart attack spread rapidly
online.
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Outside the company gates, Avery, guarded by Harvey and bodyguards, managed
to break through the swarm of reporters and got into the car.
The black luxury Bentley headed towards the hospital.
In the back seat, Avery, with red-rimmed eyes, his lips twitching slightly, suddenly burst into uncontrollable
laughter.
Even Harvey, who was driving, couldn't help but shudder!
"Harvey, | won, | finally won."
Avery laughed so hard he could barely breathe, clutching the bottle of fast-acting heart pills in his hand, "From
now on, everyone will bow down to me. This day, it finally came."
Just then, his phone rang.
Seeing the caller, Avery quickly regulated his breathing and answered with respectful demeanor:
sir
"Did you do it?" Chad's voice was casually indifferent.
Avery's eyes darkened, "No, it was him, he couldn't make it over this hurdle." "Ha ha. Never mind, the process is
not important, | only care about the result." Chad's laughter was clear and close, "Mr. Avery Chambers, no, now
you should be called Chairman Avery Chambers. Congratulations, after years of lying low, you've finally reached
the pinnacle of power, and got what you wanted."
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