"You insist on seeing me one last time, just to say this? Why should I agree to you?" Chester Yale leaned back against the back of the chair, staring down at him coldly.
When Sheldon Yale killed his father and grandfather to obtain the Yale family inheritance rights, he never thought of sparing Chester either.
If it weren't for his mother taking him to a place no one could find, he probably would have died long ago.
Now, as Sheldon faces his last moments, he thinks to come to Chester to plead for mercy, to spare Rowen Yale—doesn't he find himself laughable?
"You… Sebastian is still just a child, you should spare him…" Sheldon had not expected Chester to mock him in return, and he momentarily froze.
"I was just a child back then too, did you ever think about sparing me?" Chester said, his hands bracing against the desktop, slowly leaning forward and drawing close to Sheldon, enunciating every word.
"Did you want to eliminate all roots to prevent future trouble?"
