135. Framed

Same day

Oscar arrived at the hospital along with his crew as usual, he didn't wait for long before being directed to the ward where Aiden Slytherin was being treated.

Once he walked into the ward, a sanctimonious smirk crept upon his face, he looked down at his uncle whose condition looked worse than what he had been shown on the phone screen.

"Beautiful," He scoffed, and thus utterance was all it took to wake Aiden up from his nap. He was unable to move but lay there staring at Oscar, the supposed reason for his current state.

"Oh, you are awake now," Oscar mumbled, he looked at his uncle straight in the eyes and let out a slight chuckle intending to mock the old man.

"Sadly you are not on your way to make a claim to the Slytherin Empire, I kinda thought you would have done that by now." He mocked Aiden while walking from one end of the bed to the other.

"Look where you ended up," He continued,

"In the hospital bed, so far away from the Slytherin Empire... what a sham
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