CHAPTER 229

After Dewar shot Shawn, Andrew buttoned his suit. “It’s morning, but well, I should at least attend the poker games now. Can’t wait to play with the infamous SFF Charles. I heard that he became a billionaire in under a year? He’s definitely worth crushing, huhu.”

At the same time, Shawn crashed into the waters, feeling completely hopeless, with pain greater than what the bullets had given him squeezing the pits of his belly as he swam toward his son’s direction, his broken knees trying to straighten up so he could reach his son as fast he could.

He hadn’t even taken a deep breath before falling into the waters as the bullets had stricken his back. Still, even though he felt powerless, he didn’t give up on his son. He managed to reach Roshan and hugged him before swimming as efficiently as he could with his wounded, bleeding knees.

Tears leaked out of Shawn’s eyes, as with every inch he swam up toward the surface, he was getting more and more distant to his father who kept sinking deep