Jason Lockwood raised a hand and pulled off his mask. His gaze darkened as he said coldly, "In just a few more days, you'll be getting out of prison."
The man sat up on the bed, fixing a pair of sullen, dark eyes on Jason Lockwood. The iron chains on his hands rattled with a CLINK... CLINK... sound.
Jason Lockwood spoke, his voice laced with a sinister edge. "Once you get out, I'm sending you straight back to the countryside."
"Heh..." The man's lips twisted into a cruel sneer.
"Mom and I don't want to see you ever again! If you have any concern for us, you'll do as you're told and leave. It's for the best—for you and for us."
"Heh..." The man sneered again, the sinister glint in his eyes intensifying.
"I'll give you a sum of money. Enough to live the rest of your life in comfort."
"You and your mother have been living the high life for all these years, and now you think you can get rid of me with a bit of dirty money?"
