Chapter 1698

Janice shook her head slightly. "You're being reckless." Kyler frowned. "I'm not. I've thought this through carefully. Life is what it is—I can be poor, uneducated, talentless, even alone—but I can't let my father's murder go unavenged. Otherwise, what kind of man would I be?" Janice let out a small sigh. "And yet, here you are, arguing. Let me ask you something—do you have any family left?" Kyler answered without hesitation, "Yeah, my mom's still around. It's just the two of us." Janice nodded. "Then tell me this—if you die, what happens to her?" Kyler froze. The thought of his mother being alone—growing old, getting sick, with no one to take care of her—hit him like a punch to the gut. His eyes welled up before he could stop it. Janice reached out her withered hand, her dark, spotted skin sagging with age. She gently touched Kyler's face, her fingers tracing his smooth, youthful skin. Her voice was wistful as she said, "My grandson was about your age. If he were still here, m