The Man's Decree novel Chapter 508

Chapter 508 Still As A Puppet

Clouds of dust covered the place before dispersing to reveal Jared standing tall in the middle of the crater.

“M-Mr. Chance?” Tristan was stunned with shock.

Did he jump off a helicopter? Is he still human? Wait, he is an energy cultivator. Jared is an energy cultivator and an immortal. He is not human!

Tristan recovered from the shock and looked at Jared with eyes full of admiration and awe.

“Did something happen to Josephine?” Jared asked sternly.

“No, Ms. Sullivan is here. She is in the room…” Tristan was a member of the Baileys, a prominent family in Jadeborough. He could not stop himself from stuttering in awe upon seeing Jared. At this moment, he did not behave like a son of a prominent family.

Then, Jared rushed toward the room. Josephine heard some noise, but Jared barged into the room before she could stand up to check what was going on.

“Jared?” Josephine began to cry the moment she saw Jared. She rushed into his arms.

“What happened?” Jared hugged Josephine and patted her shoulder to comfort her.

“Why do you only return now? Franco and his men have abducted Lizbeth. They said they wanted you to kneel and apologize to them. Only then would they release Lizbeth. I fear… I fear Franco has already done something to her. He is worse than a beast!” Josephine said in between tears.

“Franco?” Jared surged with murderous fury upon hearing the name. Even Tristan could sense it from outside the room and tremble with fear.

Tommy and Phoenix also felt a wave of murderous rage. They cheered in their hearts because it meant that Jared had returned. They helped each other out of their room to see him.

“Josephine, don’t cry. Can you tell me where they have taken Lizbeth? I will save her and bring her back!” Jared asked Josephine.

“Lucky Hotel. Franco mentioned this place before he left!” Josephine answered.

“No, you can stay here and guard this place!” Jared waved his hand dismissively. He walked out of the mansion alone and headed toward Lucky hotel.

It was evening by then. The setting sun shone on Jared, elongating his shadow.

At this moment, in a room in the Lucky hotel, Lizbeth stared at the ceiling forlornly with eyes full of tears. She had exhausted herself from crying and cursed until she ran out of energy. Currently, she felt numb.

Lizbeth had lost all hope. She knew that once Franco captured her, it would be like a lamb among wolves. There would be no chance of escape.

Therefore, she gave up struggling and waited for Franco to have his way. She only hoped to end herself after that and stop living in this cruel world.

“Scream! Why won’t you scream? You’re no fun lying there like a dead log!” Franco shouted at Lizbeth.

However, Lizbeth ignored him and remained still like a puppet.