C77 He Is too Handsome!

"With these petty tricks of yours, who do you think you're deceiving? I've been running this warehouse the whole time; they won't set foot in here."

Jason picked up a cigarette and scoffed, "Let's be clear, I could kill you right here and no one would ever find out."

"You're such an idiot," Westley sighed deeply.

Jason was digging his own grave, and Westley was powerless to stop him!

When Jason noticed the change in Westley's expression, a shiver ran down his spine as if he truly felt eyes boring into his back.

He instinctively turned around, only to be met with utter astonishment.

The cigarette slipped from his fingers in silence.

"Elder Lambert?" Jason's heart quaked, his scalp tingling.

Standing before him were Elder Lambert and Christine.

In fact, they had been in the warehouse for some time.

They had intended to greet Westley upon entering, but he had silenced them with a look.

Thus, Elder Lambert and Christine had stood behind Jason, hearing every word he uttered.

The revelation was staggering.

At that moment, Elder Lambert's expression was dark as storm clouds.

The most treacherous villains are those hidden within your own ranks!

He was completely unaware of the heinous acts Jason was capable of.

Jason manipulated the order of patient treatments for his own gain, and Elder Lambert had believed he was merely profiteering. After all, those who sought treatment at Revival Hall were healed.

But for Jason to peddle spoiled and deteriorated medicine was an unforgivable offense.

Should any patient's condition deteriorate because of these drugs, the entire reputation of Revival Hall would be tarnished, dragging the Lambert family name through the mud.

Jason's actions were beyond the pale!

"Do you have anything else to say?" Elder Lambert asked icily.

"Mr. Lambert, I was only joking," Jason stammered.

"Joking? Then how would you explain this?"

Elder Lambert strode forward and ripped away the plastic film with force.

As the plastic was pulled back, it revealed the decayed medicinal herbs, their foul stench causing waves of revulsion.

The sight was utterly appalling.

"This..." Jason's face turned ashen, at a loss for words.

"Jason! Your father worked at Revival Hall for years, and that's why I trusted you to run it. For years, I've considered you a member of the Lambert family. I never imagined you could stoop to such lows."

Elder Lambert was so incensed he couldn't even complete his sentence.

"Mr. Gu, I was wrong. I truly was. Please, give me another chance. I swear I'll rectify my mistake."

Xu Lei fell to his knees, sobbing as he clung to Elder Lambert's leg, grasping at his pants.

"Selling expired and spoiled medicinal herbs is something I absolutely cannot tolerate. Leave now. And don't you dare set foot in Revival Hall ever again." Elder Lambert sighed deeply, his expression one of unwavering determination.

"Absolutely not!"

Christine intervened, addressing her grandfather, "Grandfather, Xu Lei's actions have broken the law. That's why I've already alerted the police. He must face legal consequences."

"What?" Xu Lei's eyes widened in shock.

He had relaxed for a moment when he heard Elder Lambert's tone, thinking he might avoid punishment. After all, he had made a fortune over the past few years selling those expired and spoiled medicinal herbs. Even if he had to leave Revival Hall, he thought he could still live a carefree life.

But Christine's call to the police changed everything.

His actions could land him in prison for years, and the money he had made from his illicit sales would surely be seized.

This was not the outcome he had envisioned.

With this realization, Xu Lei's gaze turned menacing.

He stood abruptly, his voice laced with malice, "Regardless, I've dedicated years of service to Revival Hall. I may not have achieved much, but I've poured my sweat and blood into my work. And now you want to have me arrested?"

"Hard work? It looks more like you've been trying to ruin the Lambert family!" Christine stood her ground, locking eyes with Xu Lei.

"If you're looking for death, I'll make sure you're not alone."

The words had barely left Xu Lei's mouth when he lunged forward, seizing Christine by the throat.

The attack was so sudden that Elder Lambert was caught completely off guard. He never imagined Xu Lei could be so deranged as to assault Christine.

"Let go of her!"

Elder Lambert rushed forward, attempting to pry Xu Lei away.

But Xu Lei, with his free hand, grabbed an iron hook used for handling bags of herbs and pointed it menacingly at Christine's head.

"If she comes at me again, I'll take her life," Jason's eyes blazed with fury, his expression menacing.

"Please, don't harm my granddaughter. We can talk this out," Elder Lambert pleaded, his voice softening, his face etched with desperation.

Christine was the beacon of hope for the Lambert family, and the person Elder Lambert cherished above all others. To him, her life was more precious than anything in the world.

Christine's neck was being squeezed, her face turning a deep shade of red as she coughed continuously, gasping for air.

Jason was tall and muscular, leaving her no chance to fight back.

Amidst her panic, Christine caught Westley's gaze from across the room. His eyes were silently urging her to stay calm.

To everyone's surprise, Christine managed to compose herself.

Westley subtly pointed to his foot and mimed a stomping motion.

Christine, quick-witted as she was, blinked in acknowledgment, signaling her understanding to Westley.

Jason, oblivious to Christine's silent communication, turned to Elder Lambert. "Call the cops now and tell them it was all a misunderstanding, or her life is forfeit."

"Alright, I'm calling," Elder Lambert said, hastily retrieving his phone to dial.

In the moment of Jason's lapse in attention, a thunderous command broke the tension.

Attack!

Jason jumped at the sound.

Christine seized the moment, lifting her foot and stomping down hard on Jason's.

He gasped from the sharp pain.

As he instinctively reached to strike Christine with the iron hook, a blur of motion caught him off guard.

It wasn't just the wind!

Westley charged at Jason like an arrow released from a bow. He snatched the iron hook from Jason's grip and delivered a crushing punch to his nose.

Jason's nose shattered, blood gushing forth as he instinctively recoiled, clutching at his face.

Seizing the moment, Westley pulled Christine to safety and landed a solid kick to Jason's abdomen.

Jason's body was sent flying several meters, finally crashing into the shelf stacked with expired medicinal herbs at Revival Hall, where he lay unconscious.

The shelves, laden with spoiled medicinal herbs, succumbed to inertia, and most of their contents tumbled down, completely burying Jason beneath them.

Westley watched the mound of discarded medicine that had enveloped Jason like a miniature hill and a smirk played at the corners of his mouth.

"What goes around comes around! A grave of spoiled poison seems quite fitting for him."

The incident had unfolded so swiftly and unexpectedly that Elder Lambert was left utterly bewildered.

It took him a while to collect his thoughts before he asked anxiously, "Mr. Jimenez, did you kill him?"

"No, I merely gave him a taste of his own medicine—quite literally. He'll probably come to by the time the police get here," Westley replied, shaking his head with a chuckle.

"Oh, that's a relief," Elder Lambert exhaled in reassurance.

Christine, now safe from harm, could hardly contain her excitement as she leapt up and exclaimed, "Mr. Jimenez, you're just so cool!"