Three Treasures: Spoiled Wife Goes Wild-Chapter 1771: You Unfilial Son!

In the dark chamber at this moment, the damp atmosphere mingled with the chilling cold of the enclosed space.

In the quiet environment, only the shallow breaths rose and fell.

In the corner, a man sat there dejectedly, his head slightly bowed, making it impossible to discern his facial expression.

At this moment, sounds came from the doorway, prompting the man to raise his head. When he saw the person walking in, a look of hatred appeared on his face.

This was Oliver Battleson.

But now, he looked emaciated, his demeanor extremely haggard.

"I shouldn’t have sent you to Cethuira back then! You bastard."

And the one responsible for Oliver’s current state was none other than Leon Battleson who had walked in.

Faced with Oliver’s cold and vicious roar, Leon merely raised the corner of his mouth indifferently, then he walked up to Oliver, without saying a word, directly lifted his foot and kicked his shoulder.

The powerful force instantly tipped Oliver’s body backward, his back collided hard against the wall.

"Yeah, you shouldn’t have sent me directly to Cethuira back then, you should’ve just killed me."

Leon turned his wrist, his face mocking, then stepped back, looking down at Oliver before him.

"Did you ever think that one day, you’d come back to this place?"

"Rebellious son, you damn rebellious son!"

Oliver never expected that Leon would actually be insane enough to lock him here. He had no idea how long he had been here.

After hearing Oliver’s words, Leon covered his face and laughed softly, gradually his voice became sharper, filled with indescribable madness.

Finally, he took a deep breath, curled his lips, and looked at Oliver.

"Father, how can you say that? What I’m doing now, I learned from you. In the end, I am the one most like you."

Oliver stared at Leon in front of him and stopped speaking. Seeing this, Leon stepped forward, bent down, and said softly:

"What, are you still thinking about Justin Battleson now?"

When Oliver heard the name Justin Battleson, his expression darkened, and Leon accurately captured this change.

It was like stepping on Leon’s sore spot, making his expression instantly furious.

Leon reached out and grabbed Oliver’s neck directly. The enormous force rendered Oliver, who had been starving for several days, utterly powerless to resist.

"Do you think Justin Battleson will save you? That’s ridiculous. He’s already severed father-son ties with you, yet you’re still placing hope in him? You personally drove his mother to death back then, and now you want guilt to earn his forgiveness?"

"It’s all because of you, because of you and Ella White. If not for you, how could I have killed the person I loved the most!"

Oliver glared, the veins on his forehead bulging due to his flushed face.

But his words only further fueled the anger in Leon’s heart, his palm continued to tighten, eventually making Oliver only able to produce a grinding sound through clenched teeth.

"Oliver Battleson, you coward, blaming others for your own mistakes, you are a complete and utter bastard."