Chapter 582

It was another night of chaos in the eventful year.

Wilson and Missus Jefferson stood in front of the operating room, looking anxious.

They could hear Julian's constant screams coming out of the room. Missus Jefferson felt nothing but heartache. She kept sobbing and crying, "My son…"

Wilson was annoyed, listening to her constant sobbing. He walked back and forth with his hands on his back. He impatiently stopped her, "Come one. Our son is not dead yet. Why are you crying so much!"

"He's my dearest child. Can't I feel pain for him?"

Missus Jefferson sobbed. The more she thought of it, the more she could not accept it. "Say, isn't Sage vicious? She beat Julian up and even broke his hands. Why can't we call the police?"

"Do you think I don't want to? Don't you see what your son has done to her sister?"

Wilson's face turned icily cold. He exhaled, "I knew this jerk is up for no good. He said he was going to get back together with Yeva. I thought it was a good thing. If they do get