Chapter 0166

The ride to Jackson's father's mansion was a long and arduous one, the tension building in Jackson's stomach like a twisted knot of fear. He couldn't bear the thought of being around his father, a man notorious for his ruthlessness and cunning. The mere presence of him made Jackson's skin crawl.

As they approached the entrance gate of the mansion, Jackson's anxiety spiked. The gate was a grand, wrought-iron monstrosity, adorned with gold filigree and towering above the surrounding landscape like a sentinel. It was an expensive, ostentatious display of wealth, a testament to his father's excesses.

The limousine glided smoothly through the gate and up the winding driveway, finally coming to a stop in front of the mansion's imposing facade. Jackson's heart sank as he gazed up at the sprawling structure, its walls seeming to loom over him like a physical manifestation of his father's oppressive presence.

As he stepped out of the limousine, the first person to greet him was his Aunt Gloria