Chapter 47

By this point, Freddy was so scared that he was nothing but a puppet completely under my dad's control. "Dad, let's go together." I didn't run off alone. Instead, I planned to escape with my dad from this dangerous place. However, my dad's expression suddenly changed to one of deep distress. His determined look now twisted into a pained one, and a trickle of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth. His hands started trembling, followed by his entire body shaking. He even began to experience spasms. "Dad, what's wrong?" I was startled and rushed over to him, but he shouted, "Go! Don't worry about me!" The force of his shout seemed to drain his remaining strength, and soon after, he threw up a mouthful of blood. It turned out that my dad had been severely injured by Brandon and his men earlier. I had no idea how much effort he had exerted just to hold on this long. Thus, it was no wonder he had been coughing and swallowing blood while eating and drinking earlier. His intern