Chapter 553: Either He Dies, or I Die

Master Proctor said angrily, "In this condition, you might as well kill her!"

Jameson Proctor said nonchalantly, "I don't do anything illegal.If you want to help her out, you can do it
yourself."

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about!?"

"All people should pay for what they've done, shouldn't they?"

Evie Rowland held onto the couch and calmed herself before saying coolly, "You think you're any
better?"

Jameson Proctor laughed, "I'm not a good person in the first place, and if anyone wants to take
revenge for her, I welcome it"

Master Proctor took two steps back in anger and covered his chest, "Well, well...I underestimated you
before.Look at how arrogant you are.Jameson Proctor, the thing I regret the most in my life is to bring
you, the illegitimate son, back to the Proctor family.The bad root in you can never be changed!"

"Arrogant? Then what I'm going to do next will be evil!"

"You..."

Before Master Proctor could finish his words, the people brought by Jameson Proctor already rushed in
and went straight to the study.

Master Proctor said, "What do you want to do?"

Jameson Proctor said indifferently, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you.I just want to borrow your
seal."



"Don't even think about it!"

At this time, all of Master Proctor's men heard the commotion and barged in, and the two sides were
just stalemated in the living room.

This was the first time that Jameson Proctor and the Proctor family had made such a big fuss since
they had broken apart.

Master Proctor was so angry that he asked everyone to come over.

As long as Jameson Proctor’s people dared to take another step forward, it was not impossible to start
a fight here.

This was the Proctor family, his territory! Could this rebellious son really do anything to him? Jameson
Proctor sat on the sofa, tapping his fingers on his knee, waiting for something.

A few moments later, Jacob Green said, "Mr.Proctor, all the people that the chairman can use are
already here"

Jameson Proctor swept his eyes around, "Let's begin."

Master Proctor's heart was shocked at his words because he did not expect that he really dared to
make a move.

Just as he was about to retreat from the place, he found that those men of Jameson Proctor just took
out their cell phones and started taking pictures of them.

When Master Proctor's men reacted, they all hurriedly stretched out their hands to block their faces, but
the photos had already been taken.

Master Proctor was stunned.



Jameson Proctor got up, "Well, it seems like the seal can't be borrowed, so I'll leave first."

"Stop right there! What the hell are you trying to do!?"

Jameson Proctor looked back, "You're right.I'm so arrogant now, and sooner or later, I'll get my
comeuppance.I don't wanna die not knowing who the murder is."

After the words, Jameson Proctor lifted his leg and left the living room.

Jacob Green and a group of his men followed him out.

After they left, the man next to Master Proctor said, "Master, what are we..."

Master Proctor spoke in annoyance, "Get out now."

He then ordered in a low voice, "The backyard, keep a close eye on it."

He always felt that Jameson Proctor's visit was not that simple.His men responded and left.

Erica Proctor slumped in her wheelchair, her eyes unfocused.She had probably long gone mad.

Seeing this, Master Proctor waved his hand and said, "Take her away too.It's disturbing."

The henchman asked, "Ok...but where?"

"To prison, or a madhouse, anywhere.Don't let me see her again."

Erica Proctor was spoiled by Evie Rowland.

She was arrogant and domineering and caused a lot of trouble, and she deserved this fate.

After Erica Proctor was taken away, Master Proctor looked at Evie Rowland, who was pale, and said in
a deep voice, "All right, didn't Jameson Proctor say that it was an accident? And it was her own



fault.Since she knew she was in trouble, she should have stayed in jail and rehabilitated herself instead
of making such a mess."

Evie Rowland sneered, "So you think Jameson Proctor is going to put me in jail or turn me into Erica?"

Master Proctor frowned, "I told you not to go against him like that.Erica Proctor could have the nerve to
push Sharon Allyson down the stairs and cause her to miscarry, but it was your authorization.Why did
you have to...If Sharon Allyson's first child had been born, things would not have turned out this way!"

"You think you can control him just because you have his child in your hands?"

"Of course! The Proctor family values bloodlines above all else, and if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have
gotten him back!"

"I'm telling you, from the moment the Proctor Group was handed over to Jameson Proctor, you can't
get it back, and it's absolutely impossible for you to control Jameson Proctor with his child.Now, it's up
to you.Either he dies, or I die!"

Evie Rowland said with some madness in her look, "Even if I die, I will not let him live happily!"

Master Proctor sighed, "You..."

Evie Rowland ignored him and went upstairs.

Master Proctor stood in the living room for a while, still unsure of the situation in the backyard, and
walked over with his cane.

On the second floor, Jeffery Proctor sat in his wheelchair, his head leaning against the wall quietly.

He had been there for nobody knows how long.



When he reached the backyard, Master Proctor heard the baby crying as soon as he entered the side
room, and he asked unhappily, "Why is he crying again?"

The two nannies were also at their wits' end, "The baby seems to be recognizing strangers and won't
let us get close to him, and..."

"And what!"

"And he won't eat anything, and he seems to have a fever."

Master Proctor frowned, "Did you call the doctor?"

The two nannies hesitated for a moment and did not speak.

Master Proctor turned to his men and said, "Hurry up and get a doctor and see what's going on."

The men responded and left.

Master Proctor put down his cane, "Give me the baby"

The nanny handed the little one over.

But he cried more fiercely in Master Proctor's arms, and his voice was hoarse.

Master Proctor sank his face and handed him over to the nanny again.

He asked, "Hasn't he eaten anything since last night?"

"He was starving in the morning.He ate a little, but it didn't take long for him to throw up again."

"You guys are so capable! You can't even handle this little thing!"

The two nannies mumbled and didn't dare to make a sound.



The doctor came in a short while later, examined the little one, put a fever patch on his forehead, and
said to Master Proctor, "The child is still young, so it's hard for him to adapt to a sudden change.It's
better to have someone, who he's familiar with, take care of him."

Master Proctor pondered for a moment and ordered, "Bring the young woman."


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