"Hurry up and take Mr. Jackson inside."
Fabian's mother didn't bother acknowledging what he said, just barked at the servants.
Now that she ran the Jackson household, no one dared go against her. The staff immediately stepped forward to pull Fabian away.
Even though Fabian couldn't hear a word, he caught her lip movement clear as day. He yanked his arm away. "Don't get in my way."
As he was about to push past, she grabbed him again and mouthed something that made him freeze mid-step.
The look he gave her—pure hatred.
She said: Do you want Evelyn dead?
Fabian clenched his fists, struggling to hold it together. He glanced at Evelyn, restrained at the door, a look of pain flashing in his eyes before he begrudgingly turned and walked inside.
Now that he couldn't hear,
