When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him

Chapter 64 Jonathan Takes Revenge

Zachary didn’t have much of an appetite today.

After learning about his actions carlier that morning, George had specifically invited him to dine at the restaurant. In reality, it was to facilitate his interaction with the other prominent young ladies present at the banquet.

Sure enough, not long after he arrived in the hall, George pulled him aside.

“This is the Rainsworth family’s banquet, so you better not mess things up again, hear me?”

George truly had Zachary in a tight spot.

Hence, Zachary had no choice but to reluctantly sit in a corner of the banquet hall.

He radiated an icy aura all around him, palpable to anyone nearby. It was clear to all that anyone who approached him now was courting death.

All the while, Zachary was completely oblivious that a tiny figure had been secretly observing him from the very start.

As it was a feast organized by the Rainsworth family, it was only natural that all the hosts were in attendance.

This time, Stella was also among those who came.

She had noticed Zachary as well but didn’t dare to approach him for a conversation.

It wasn’t that she was scared of Zachary; it was George she feared.

In truth, had it not been for George seeking her out alone back then, with how infatuated. Zachary was with her, she would have long since become Mrs. Sinclair.

Stella still remembered the words that George had said to her.

“I don’t care who Zach becomes involved with, but I’m adamant that a woman of your status. never become a daughter–in–law of the Sinclair family! If you continue to have no shame and seduce Zach into marrying you, I won’t hesitate to make him a widower.”

Make him a widower…

Stella knew that the ruthless George was capable of such actions.

While Jonathan was waiting for the right moment, he was surprised to discover that his deadbeat father, his family, and even the woman his father was fond of were all present.

His broue furrowed slightly

Chapter 64 Jonathan Takes Revenge

In his haste to avenge his mother today, he had only managed to find out that Zachary would be here.

He had not realized that the banquet this time was hosted by the Rainsworth family.

But since he was already here, he couldn’t just leave so easily.

Before Nathaniel could approach, Jonathan went on his tiptoes to grab a glass of red wine from the table before walking toward Zachary.

“Mister, I see you’re not in the best of spirits. How about a drink?”

Zachary was wondering who had the audacity to approach him when he looked up and saw a small figure, not even as tall as his own leg.

Who brought their child here?

Since Jonathan was wearing a mask and a cap, all Zachary could see were his eyes. They were beautiful, evoking a sense of familiarity.

However, Zachary really didn’t like children.

“No thanks,” he said coldly.

Jonathan, however, did not leave. Instead, he pushed the glass forward.

Zachary’s brows furrowed as he raised his hand to block him. “Scram!”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

It wasn’t clear whether it was his loud voice that startled Jonathan, or if it was something else.

By some stroke of misfortune, the wine glass in Jonathan’s hand tilted, and in an instant, an entire glass of red wine had spilled onto Zachary’s lap.

Zachary’s face darkened. “D*mn it!”

Jonathan, on the other hand, put on an extremely frightened facade. His eyes were rimmed with red, and he stammered, “I’m sorry, mister. I didn’t mean to…”

Zachary looked at him, his eyes filled with rage.

And yet, Jonathan turned up the volume of his voice, sounding choked with sobs as he cried, “Mister, you’re not really going to hit a child, are you?”

Jonathan’s voice successfully captured the attention of everyone present, causing them to look in this direction.

Zachary was rendered speechless.

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Chapter 64 Jonathan Takes Revenge

When did I ever say I was going to hit you?

Even though he wasn’t exactly a saint, he would never stoop so low as to hit a child.

Expression stern, Zachary stood up.

Jonathan sniffled, tears swimming in his eyes. “Mister, your pants are dirty. How about I take off mine and let you wear them? Please don’t be angry anymore, okay?”

Zachary was lost for words.

Do you seriously think I can fit in your pants?