Ex rank talent Awakening: 100\% Dodge rate-Chapter 51 - : KYLE’S FATE

"Remove the helmet from my son's head! My son is suffering, quickly!" Mrs. Albert commanded, unable to watch the match any longer. Watching her son endure so much pain shattered the mother's heart, forcing her to barge into Kyle's room and try removing the helmet from his head to forcefully log him out and end his misery. But she was prevented by guards from doing so. She fought hard to free him, but she couldn't wrestle the men off.

"Jane! Calm down!" Mr. Albert shouted upon arriving, trying to wake his wife up.

"Calm down?! Calm down?! My son is suffering, in so much pain, and you want me to calm down?! Chris, I know you are fixated on your honor and keeping your family name over your family, but this?! It's too much! At least show some sympathy towards your own flesh and blood!" Jane cried, shouting at her cold-blooded husband.

"If you remove the helmet right now, he might die or have his brain damaged. The only reason he's still sane is because he's in the game! So calm down and let him be," Mr. Albert said, walking away after looking at his son one more time, then returning to watch the battle. His eyes watched every pain inflicted on his son, every scream, every tear he shed. Mr. Albert watched every scene, never taking his eyes off the TV.

"Gregory Austin, huh? So you are alive and desire to get your revenge. But in doing so, you've stepped on the tiger's tail. Worry less about your revenge and more about what I'm going to do to you, because every pain you inflict on my son, I will inflict twice over!" Mr. Albert declared, his voice chilly, his hands clenched tightly. There was so much fury in his eyes that even his butler was scared, daring not to utter a sound or displease the angry man and suffer for it.

After some hours, the helmet was removed from Kyle's head under the command of the family doctor. Kyle was transferred to the family hospital for further treatment.

"How's his condition?" Mr. Albert asked the doctor.

"I'm sorry, sir, but the damage done to his brain was too great. He's barely alive right now, sir. I'm afraid he will remain in this vegetative state for the rest of his life unless a miracle occurs," the doctor broke the bad news.

Mrs. Albert broke into more tears after hearing the doctor's review.

"My boy, if only Mommy was there for you all these years. All I have done is watch you suffer over and over again, unable to protect you," Mrs. Albert cried, going to her son's side, the pain of knowing he would remain a vegetable greatly hurting her.

Mr. Albert, however, walked away. "If a miracle is all that's needed, then I will make sure that miracle happens!" he declared, determined to return his child to his previous state.

"Okay, Jess, I know that you love Greg, but did you see what he did to Kyle? How he inflicted so much pain on him? That level of torture, without being shaken mentally—alright, I think the Greg you know now is different from the Greg we all knew," Charlotte spoke to her friend, still shocked by what she had witnessed.

Jessica was quiet. She couldn't help but think about Greg—the cold look on his face, the nonchalant and apathetic expression in his eyes while torturing Kyle, the way he ignored Kyle's screams. Everything was hard to process.

'Greg, what happened to you?' she asked herself.

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"I wonder how Kyle is. I don't think he'll be alright after being inflicted with so much pain by Greg. Plus, what was Greg talking about? Revenge for his parents' death? Colluding with demons? I don't know anything, but what I do know is that Greg doesn't look like someone who's done. Rather, I think he's just getting started," Charlotte said, waking Jessica from her thoughts.

'Revenge! He knows who caused his parents' death. My parents. He will be coming for them. What should I do? Side with my parents or him? Argh, this is driving me insane,' Jessica felt her world crumbling. Should she be happy that Greg was alive or not? She couldn't help but feel her mind torn between two choices—her parents or Greg?

"Great, all this had to happen while I'm president. First, it was Will George acting like an idiot and selling all his assets, causing the economy to go into chaos. I haven't even been able to sort that out yet, and now you're telling me what? Some psychopath who wants revenge is on the loose? God, no wonder Will George sold everything. He probably knew what that bastard would do. Guess he's in hiding now. I'm such a fool for allowing that bloody Nemesis to grow unrestrained."

The president ranted, then commanded his secretary, "Tell the Minister of State Security to double the internal security of the country. Every security unit should have their eyes peeled and be prepared for anything. I don't want some psychopath undermining the security of this country and allowing others to look down on us!"

"Yes, Mr. President," the secretary said before walking away to complete the task at hand.

"I should probably double my personal security. I better be prepared for any plans that bastard will be having. Guess I should contact the others on how to deal with this pest. Ha, damn administrators, even in your death, you won't let me have my peace. Now your son is about to cause me sleepless nights. Well, don't be happy for long—I'll be sending him over to the both of you soon enough. We will win, just like we did the last time," the president muttered to himself, massaging his temple with his hands.

Stepping out of the car as his butler held the door open, Mr. Albert stepped down.

"Wait here for my return. I will be going to meet HIM. Ensure that no one trails me," Mr. Albert told his butler.

"Rest assured, sir. No one will be able to follow you," the butler said, his eyes glowing red.

"Good, I will be right back," Mr. Albert said, walking into the forest.

Entering the secret hideout, unknown to the world, Mr. Albert went down on his knees.

"Lord Baron, I need your help. Save my son," he pleaded.