Everyone's attention was on him when Jack fell down along the wheelchair.

The faces that were filled with frustration a moment ago were now filled with joyous smile.

Madam Hughes' frustration subsided and she gave Jack a long look.

"Stop acting tough, Jack. Why even bother to stand up when you just can't anymore?" Ivy said with a peculiar tone.

Killian adjusted his spectacles, "Don't waste our time, you crippled. Know your place when you still have a chance!"

They looked at Jack, who was almost crushed under the wheelchair, with despise and aversion.

In this moment, they deemed Jack as nothing more than a crippled animal!

He was controlling the scene with his tyranny just a moment ago, and now he was crushed under a wheelchair and couldn't get up. "Young master!"

Mr. Ward exclaimed and hurriedly removed the wheelchair that was crushing Jack.

With the wheelchair removed, Jack got up sitting.

But his expression was extremely gloomy at this moment.

Tears welled up in his bloodshot eyes.

With his lips trembling, his raised his hands in desperation and slammed them on his legs.

"Young master..."

Brent, who was not far away, hurriedly approached him, trying to help him up.

But Jack pushed him away, "Don't. I, I can stand up by myself. They can't take everything from me just because of my legs!"

"I won't allow that, I will never allow that! I promised mom that I'll return to the Hughes family with pride!"

Desperation was oozing out from his raspy whine.

Jack was still struggling hard to stand up by himself while whining.

No one was sympathetic with him at the scene but the smiles on their faces grew brighter.

Even Madam Hughes was smiling.

Sitting in the chair, with her right hand on the chair's armrest, she leaned to the side of the chair and looked at Jack ridiculously.

"Well, I did give you a chance. Now you'll have no choice but to let me take away your right to be the heir of the family." Jack's body shivered.

With a pair of bloodshot eyes, he looked at Madam Hughes while tears started to blind his vision.

At this moment, there was pure desperation in his expression and behavior.

However.

Vroom...

Vroom...

Vroom...

The sound of fighting jets' engines avalanched the mansion.

The sound was deafening.

The peace at Hughes family's mansion was totally shattered.

Bam!

Madam Hughes slammed her palm on the chair.

"Which imbecile is so conceited to be provoking the Hughes family at our own territory?"

Madness was shown on everyone's faces from the Hughes family.

No one was allowed to mess with Hughes family's territory!

This was not just about their pride but epitome of their power!

At this night, they were already frustrated enough being humiliated by Jack who was already a handicapped.

Now their rage was ignited by the fighting jets roaring over the sky above their mansion.

"Madam Hughes, if you'll give the order, the Hughes family will definitely be able to shoot those jets down!"

Archer had now gained back his form and yelled menacingly.

Upon hearing that.

No one from the Hughes family debated on that. Because they knew the Hughes family had the power to do that!

And they actually have the same thought as Archer!

At this moment.

Hasty footsteps sounded from the outside.

A Hughes family's guard dashed into the hall.

He was the guy whom Madam Hughes sent to look into the jets when the first jet roared across the sky above them. When the guard entered the hall, his knees went weak.

With a thud.

He knelt on the floor and said with a horrified look, "Re...re...report! The...the old master is back!"Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Vroom!

Even though he was stammering, everyone heard clearly what he said.

And everyone was stunned.

The old master...was back?

Patrick...was back?

The jets roaring above their heads were ushering him back?

The next second.

With her face turning extremely dark, Madam Hughes clenched her skinny fists. Her nails sank into the flesh in her palms.

Her heart was filled with the emotions of horror, resentment and grievance.

She looked at Jack with her eyes narrowed.

At the same time.

Jack, who couldn't get himself up, had now gave up and just sat on the floor.

Looking outside the hall with teary eyes, he yelled at the top of his lungs, "Dad...!"

This yell from him struck everyone's heart like a wrecking ball.

There was a moment when everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Patrick was back, which meant that now Jack was...

"Damn, we couldn't get any news on him after searching for so long. Why did he suddenly come back tonight?"

In complete disbelief, Archer lied on the ground and ranted.

This rant agitated everyone's mind like a dagger.

There were odd expressions on their faces.

Indeed, the Hughes family failed to get any intelligence on the whereabouts of Patrick using all the resources they had.

But he suddenly came back for tonight's banquet.

Even though everyone tried to overlook it, they couldn't omit the link between his return with the event tonight!

In that moment, a wave of chills ran up through everyone's back up to their cap.

Patrick Hughes... was the head of the family!

He was the one who made the final decisions in Hughes family!

"Dad..."

Sitting on the floor, Jack whined and yelled.

The stuffiness in his heart was now gone.

Things were now about to change!

Wiping the tears off his face, he turned back and glared at Madam Hughes.

"Madam Hughes, my dad gave me the identity of the heir of the family. Now since he's back, he'll be the one to decide whether I keep that identity!"

"You..."

With her pupils contracting and heart racing, Madam Hughes' face was extremely dark.

Under culminating rage, her nails poked into the flesh in her palms and blood started to drip out of them.

At this moment.

Killian stepped forward, "Grandma, we can outnumber them!"

The eyes of Madam Hughes, who had lost her cool, immediately shone with hopefulness.

"Killian, you're indeed my dear grandson!"

She saw a glimpse of hope and praised him.

Then, she hurriedly exclaimed, "Everyone, I will take away Jack's identity as the heir of the family tonight because he is not worthy to be one with his cripple. Approve or against?"

The next moment.

"I approve!" Carter was the first one to echo.

"I approve!" Archer immediately followed.

"I approve!" George, whose legs were already broken, squeezed the words out of his clenched teeth. He put on a wicked smile even though pain was shooting through his body.

With the approvals echoing in the hall.

Jack's expression froze.

Same went to Brent and Mr. Ward.

Were they going to snatch his identity by force?

Gather the alliance from the whole family to overthrow the old master?

However.

Zoom!

The sound of something slashing through the air was heard from outside the hall.

Jack focused his gaze and saw something flew in across the hall.

Dum!

The flying object smashed onto the banquet's table.

The thunderous sound silenced the sound of approvals in the hall.

Jack pupils contracted.

The object was a blank memorial tablet!

Veins were popping in their temples when the crowd saw the blank memorial tablet on the table.

At the same time.

A cold domineering voice sounded from outside the hall.

"I, Patrick Hughes, will put the name of whoever disrespects my authority on that tombstone!"