Chapter 493

“He wants to die. What does that have to do with you?” Damon interrupted.

From Damon’s cold, unfeeling eyes, Spencer could tell he wasn’t joking.

The driver trembled, afraid to move. After all, the person in front was Damon’s nephew. If anything happened to Clark, even ten of him wouldn’t be enough to make up for it.

Damon glanced at the driver and said coldly. “If you’re too scared to drive, get out.”

The driver felt a wave of relief and quickly exited the car.

Damon took the wheel himself, starting the car and driving straight at Clark.

Clark’s eyes widened in terror as he sprinted to the side, but he was too close to the vehicle. One of his legs was struck, sending him flying and rolling se In the passenger seat, Spencer paled with fear, clearly shaken. He hadn’t expected Damon to act so recklessly–especially since it was his nephew!

Damon got out of the car and walked over to where Clark lay on the ground, clutching his leg and moaning in pain.

Seeing Damon looming over him, Clark growled, “Damon, are you crazy? Nyla’s death is your fault! If you hadn’t provoked Rebecca, Nyla wouldn’t have- Argh!”

Damon stepped harshly on Clark’s injured leg, eliciting a blood–curdling scream.

Watching Clark’s pale face drenched in a cold sweat, Damon spoke slowly. “Clark, Rebecca’s sudden return to the country was your doing, wasn’t it?”

Clark’s insults caught in his throat–he lay there stunned, like a chicken with its neck grabbed, unable to speak.

Damon chuckled. “What right do you have to question me? Jordyn, who kidnapped her, was your mistress, and Rebecca, who killed her, was someone y to die!”

Clark’s face turned ashen, his lips trembling, his eyes filled with despair.

Yes, it was his fault. If he hadn’t had an affair with Jordyn, none of this would have happened. But….

“Damon, don’t act so self–righteous. If you hadn’t wavered when Rebecca came back, Nyla wouldn’t have met this end!

“You got back together with Rebecca but couldn’t stay with her properly, all the while entangling yourself with Nyla. That drove Rebecca’s jealousy to ma “That’s true,” Damon admitted with a smile, but his eyes were dark, filled with endless despair. “We are all guilty, so we all deserve to go to hell..

Seeing Damon’s seemingly insane demeanor, Clark felt a surge of fear and instinctively backed away.

“You’re crazy!” he shouted, continuing to retreat, terror in his eyes.

He shouldn’t have come to see Damon–he was a complete lunatic now!

Watching Clark back away, Damon calmly got up and left.

Later that afternoon, Damon received an angry phone call from Richard.

“Damon, you actually ran over your own nephew! Are you out of your mind? Do you really want to tear the Sumners apart?” Richard demanded. “It’s just Richard threatened, “If you keep acting like this, I won’t let you off!”

After a lengthy rant, there was no response from Damon.

Richard gritted his teeth. “Are you even listening?”

“Are you done?” Damon’s cold voice came from the other end. “If you’re done, I’m hanging up.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, the call ended.

Furious, Richard threw his phone and began pacing the room, hitting the floor with his cane.

“What a family misfortune! How did I end up with such a wretched child?!” he cried.