Chapter 1882 +25 BONUS
[Chantelle, watch out for Hank. I’m on my way!] Andrew sent the text message and quickly turned off his phone.
The next steps were clear. First, find a way to leave Goldridge, and second, take Eric with him.
If Eric did not cooperate, he would knock him out and drag him away. Once he met up with Chantelle, it would be time to take Hank down.
Before all that, Andrew had one more thing to consider: whether it was worth the risk. He was thinking about making a trip to the Yeagers and revealing everything about Scarlett and Henry’s plans.
The problem was that the Yeagers already saw him as an enemy. Even if he went to tip them off, it probably would not help. He might even get himself killed on sight.
Truthfully, Andrew did not care what happened to the Yeagers. However, the people he most wanted to take down were Henry and Scarlett.
And as the saying went, your enemy’s enemy would be your friend. If he could use the Yeagers to strike a heavy blow against Henry, it would make escaping Goldridge that much easier.
Once he made up his mind, Andrew was ready to act. He had never been one to hesitate, and this time he was going to give Henry and Scarlett a massive surprise.
The next morning, Eric continued his daily hypnosis session on Andrew, and the Phantom Mirage had dug in deeper, supposedly corroding Andrew further.
Eric seemed confident. “By now, whatever resistance he had deep in his soul should be gone. All I need is more time to condition him. Soon, he’ll be the perfect killing machine.”
Henry looked pleased. “No problem. I’ve got all the time in the world if it means taming this guy. Alright then, I’m heading out to meet with Scarlett today. You be a good boy and wait at home. I’ll bring you back some ham sausages!”
Eric frowned. “Probably just soggy veggies again.”
Henry’s smug grin stiffened. “You little brat… Getting bold, huh? Talking back to me like that now?”
Eric stared blankly. “Boring.”
Andrew was already tired of their annoying flirting and tuned it out completely.
Soon, Henry left the house, clearly off to plot with Scarlett about poisoning the Yeagers. That meant Andrew had to move first and warn them.
Eric gave him his usual morning hypnosis session as expected. Then, dragging his exhausted body, he walked over and collapsed on the couch.
After stripping off his teal robe, he began to self-harm. He tore at his own flesh and pinched himself viciously, and soon his body was covered in black and purple bruises.
With his head hanging down, Eric stared blankly into space “Hunter, are you doing okay over there? Dad’s fate is unknown now. I suddenly have no purpose left in living. Maybe I should just end it all and come find you!”
With a loud clink, he pulled out a gleaming knife. Then, he started tracing it across his wrist.
Andrew wanted to shout, “If you’re going to die, just do it already! Stop being so dramatic.”
Seeing a grown man living in such a twisted state was unbearable to watch. Then again, thinking it over, Andrew felt his emotions become complicated.
Eric seemed to be another poor soul captured by his own obsessions. Seeking revenge for someone he loved had warped his mind, which only showed how deeply Eric truly cared.
Suddenly, Eric’s eyes sharpened as he looked directly at Andrew with a burning gaze. Andrew cursed inwardly. He had not been careful enough just now and might have given something away, allowing Eric to notice.
If this crazy bastard discovered something was wrong, Andrew would have to subdue him immediately and force his way out of Goldridge.
Everything else would have to wait!
Andrew quietly steeled his resolve.
Fortunately, Eric came over and sat in front of him with the dagger in hand, showing no particular reaction. Looking at Andrew’s face, he murmured, “Do you know what longing feels like?”
Andrew remained expressionless, though he wanted to roll his eyes so badly.
Eric used the dagger to lift his chin and suddenly smiled. “If Hunter were still alive, he’d probably be just as handsome and charming as you, you unlucky bastard!”