Chapter One-Hundred-Eight: Better Dead.

Chapter One-Hundred-Eight: Better Dead.

THREE days after Leviathan was imprisoned, Paxton doesn’t have any news about what was happening to him inside the jail. To be honest, he doesn't care. For as long as he’s behind the bars, he doesn't care.

He wished that Levithan wouldn't be able to escape this time. He have done a lot of terrible things and he didn't deserve live freely.

Paxton was busy untying his necktie when a knock made him stop.

“Come in,” he replied.

The door opened and Brixon peeked on the door. “Uncle, your in laws are waiting for you downstairs.”

His brow arched. “What are they doing here?”

Brixon shrugged. “I didn't know, but they seemed upset…”

Instead of changing his business suit, he nodded and followed Brixon outside to see why they visited.

He saw them sitting on the sofa on the living room. Sharon was crying while Morgan was comforting her although he was also upset as well. He closed his eyes tightly, took in a deep breath before he opened his eyes and conti