Ex rank talent Awakening: 100\% Dodge rate-Chapter 72 - : LOVE TO HATRED

Annabelle moved back and forth in a nervous way, repeating the process over and over again. Everyone watched her, leaving her to her actions.

"Okay, can you please stop that? You're not going for an interview, nor do you have someone receiving emergency treatment at the hospital," Aaron, unable to ignore her any longer, voiced out.

"I can't, I'm worried. My brother is going to kill Jessica's parents."

"And?" Aaron asked.

"Do you think he will do it? Like, kill them? I mean, Jessica has been our close friend for so long. He will forgive them, right? For her sake, he won't kill them, right?" Annabelle asked, worried.

"Listen, princess, I've been with your brother for some time now—we all have. And if there's one thing we all know, it's that he is definitely going to kill them. No one can stop him from doing that. Not you, not her, not even your dead parents. He is definitely going to do it. We just have to sit out the consequences," George said lazily, everyone, one way or another, agreeing with his words.

"Hah, brother, don't do what you will regret," Annabelle muttered.

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"I'm sorry, Jess, but I will have to take their lives. No matter what happens, they will die," Greg said, moving faster than Jessica could react and slitting the throats of her parents, their death evident.

"Nooooooo!" Jessica screamed, watching her parents clutch their necks, gasping, trying so hard to stay alive. But the light in their eyes kept fading by the second, their death absolute.

Time seemed to freeze for Jessica. Rushing to her parents, she cried, wishing for a miracle to save them—but that never happened. John and Margaret watched their daughter's anguish, and with the last strength left within them, they placed their hands on hers, already accepting the inevitable, smiling at their daughter.

Jessica felt the world in turmoil, spinning. She stood up, walked a few steps toward Greg, and looked deeply into his eyes. For the first time, Greg couldn't find the warmth in her gaze—the love and care that had always been there. What he saw was anger and hatred, one that was willing to engulf him.

"You know, I knew you would definitely show up here, but I never knew you would kill her parents. How much of an ingrate are you that you would take their lives? Trust me, Greg, you wouldn't be alive, nor would you be where you are, without Jessica's support and love. And yet, you couldn't let go and took the one thing she cared about—her parents. Tell me, how different are you from them?"

Kyle spoke, walking into the house to the surprise of Greg and Jessica. But Jessica wasn't in the mood to entertain anyone. Her heart was in great turmoil from watching her parents die right before her.

"Kyle!" Greg said, his eyes cold, but he didn't rush to attack. He knew he was weaker than Kyle and was probably no match—no need to waste his time.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Jessica. I'm sorry I wasn't fast enough in getting here and stopping Greg from his actions," Kyle spoke softly, offering his condolences to Jessica while walking toward her. Greg stood rooted in his spot, not uttering a single word.

"I loved them so much. I didn't want them to die," Jessica cried, falling into Kyle's arms and sobbing profusely.

Greg watched Kyle and Jessica, both entwined in a hug, and for some reason, he felt bitterness, jealousy, and sadness wash over him. Something in him hated the fact that Jessica was crying.

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'No, I did the right thing. All I did was gain revenge for my parents. I did nothing wrong,' Greg thought, convincing himself.

Pulling herself from Kyle's hug, Jessica stared at Greg again.

"Why?" she asked, her voice shaking. She feared she might burst into tears again.

"I had to avenge my parents' death, and those two had a hand in it. I will not spare anyone, no matter what," Greg said, standing his ground. He said it not only for Jessica but to try and convince himself that he did the right thing.

"So that's your reason? You know, there was a time I was divided between taking your side and that of my parents. Perhaps I was naive. I don't blame you for your actions. No, on the contrary, I clearly understand how you feel—after all, I'm feeling it right now. Revenge, against the killer of my parents.

I promise, Greg, you will die by my hands," Jessica said, the atmosphere around her extremely chilly. It was clear to everyone that she was dead serious.

Kyle's lips curved into a smile hearing Jessica's statement, but Greg, on the other hand, felt his heart shatter. He couldn't understand what was wrong with him, why he felt so sad hearing Jessica's words.

"Alright then, try if you can," Greg said, walking away, trying so hard not to let his emotions take over him—trying so hard not to cry.

He left the house, but of course, Kyle accompanied him, giving Jessica the alone time she needed with her dead parents.

"Mum, Dad, I guess you were right. I'm sorry. My naivety is the reason for your death. But don't worry, I will surely seek revenge for you both," Jessica said, trying so hard to smile, but unable to.

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"What do you want, Kyle? I'm not willing to entertain any of your games tonight," Greg said, his voice cold, the sadness in his heart turning into pure anger.

"I'm surprised. I'm standing before you, and yet you refuse to make a move on me?" Kyle asked teasingly.

"We both know I can't beat you, so there's no point in wasting my time. But don't be too arrogant—I will surely come for you. Just prepare until then," Greg said, continuing to walk.

"Oh, and Greg, no need to worry about the rest of your parents' killers. I made sure to kill them all before coming this way. Felt like my friend needed some help, and I did just that. Of course, as selfless as always, I didn't take the credit. It's all yours—Nemesis, killing the President of Mer.

Just how far does he plan to go? I reckon that'll likely be on the headlines tomorrow," Kyle spoke.

Greg, feeling completely infuriated, launched an attack on Kyle.