Chapter 702: He killed my son
No matter how indifferent Atlas was to Sven or his antics, he couldn’t disregard the news of Sven’s attempted suicide. He hadn’t heard the full details of what happened to his cousin, but from what Atlas gathered, when his uncle and aunt came to check on their son, they found Sven hanging from the bathroom door.
Thankfully, they arrived right on time, and Sven was saved. Thus, Atlas drove himself straight to the hospital to assess the situation.
Atlas slowed down in the hallway, catching sight of his uncle Stephen outside the ward with a few doctors. He stopped just a few steps away, giving Stephen and the physicians some privacy before the group of doctors bid their farewells.
"Hah!" Stephen huffed sharply, gazing at the doctors as they walked away, only to catch Atlas moving aside to give way. "You—what the hell are you doing here?!"
Filled with rage, Stephen marched up to Atlas and grabbed him by the collar. Pushing Atlas against the wall, he roared, "Why did you come in here, huh?!"
Atlas remained unfazed, looking at his furious relative coldly. "I am the head of the family, so I’m required to check on my family members."
"Bullshit!" Stephen ground his teeth angrily, his eyes shining with malevolence, as if he were only a few inches away from throwing a punch. "My son did this to himself because of you! You framed him and humiliated him... if he had died, it’s on you! You pushed him to the edge, Atlas! You’re the reason he’s here!"
"Stephen?" Suddenly, the door from inside the private ward opened, revealing Stephen’s wife. "Stephen, stop that now!"
Mrs. Bennet rushed to the men’s side, gripping her husband’s arm to stop him. "Stephen! What are you doing?! Let Atlas go right this instant!"
However, her words fell on deaf ears as Atlas and Stephen continued their sharp gazes at each other.