A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 210

The bodyguard didn’t answer right away; instead, he glanced at Jude, waiting for a cue.

“I asked you a question!” Jackson’s voice was sharp and commanding.

Startled, the bodyguard quickly replied, “The doctor said Young Master Quincy’s injuries are severe. Luckily, he got medical attention in time, otherwise he would’ve—”

He stopped himself, unable to finish the sentence.

“When did he get hurt? Who helped him before you found him?” Jackson pressed on, his tone brooking no evasion.

The bodyguard opened his mouth, but Jude cut in before he could speak. “What’s it to you? If you’ve got so much spare time, maybe you should go check on your precious little sister instead. I’m still alive, but she’s probably raging mad about that. Go on—hurry up and comfort her before she tears the place apart.”

Jackson’s hands clenched into fists, but after a long silence, he walked over to Jude’s bedside and gently tucked the blanket around him.

“I’ll get to the bottom of how you got hurt. But I can promise you this—it wasn’t Jocelyn. No matter how bad things are between you two, she’d never go that far.”

He knew Jocelyn wasn’t exactly a saint, but to actually want her own brother dead? That was unthinkable.

“I don’t want to hear another word from you. Get out!” Jude’s voice trembled with anger.

The bodyguard watched in terror. Young Master Quincy really had guts, talking to Mr. Quincy like that—even lying here, battered and bruised.

But Jackson didn’t lose his temper. He just said, “Get some rest. I’ll go talk to the doctor.”

With that, he turned and left.

As he reached the doorway, his men were still hovering outside.

Jackson closed the door behind him. Instead of heading straight for the doctor, he turned to his men. “Tell me exactly what happened.”

His expression was icy, and none of them dared hesitate. One finally spoke up, “Last night, sir, he said he was going out to a bar and told us not to follow. After that, we couldn’t reach him at all until this afternoon, when a bodyguard from the Thorne family called us. They said Miss Thorne found him badly injured and took him in. We picked him up from her place.”

“Winona Thorne?” Jackson’s face was a storm of conflicting emotions.

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