Chapter 1136

"What?" Mr. Johnston Sr. looked at Jared in complete shock. "It seems that he was already prepared," Jared murmured. "That insolent brat!" Mr. Johnston Sr. yelled. "Get him back here, even if he is in hell right now!" Then, he burst into a fit of coughs. "Don't get so riled up, grandpa. Your health is our priority. Let us take care of this," Jared comforted him. "Get the doctor and bring these two downstairs," Jared proceeded to order. "Then, get someone to keep an eye on that tattooed lackey of his and see if Henry contacts him." "Yes, sir," his security detail said. "You should lie down." Jared laid Mr. Johnston Sr. down as he did not want his grandfather's condition to worsen. "Mr. Johnston, what should we do with the terrorist?" one of his men asked. "Just do whatever is necessary," he said. "Yes, boss," his bodyguard replied. After a minute or two, the doctor strode in. "What's wrong with Mr. Johnston Sr., Mr. Johnston?" "He was slightly agitated. Please check on him,