Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil
Chapter 359 359: As You Say

"You want to do what?" Pablo blinked.

"What is this about, dad?" Flashy finally spoke to his father. Those were his first words.

Gerald sighed. "Hear me out."

"Yeah. I will hear you out. I have killed people just because they called me son. So make sure you explain yourself well enough."

"And this is why I want to adopt you."

"What?" Pablo didn't get it.

"You are not afraid of anyone. You have killed people just because they hurt your weird sense of pride or principles. That's what makes you different from others and that's why I want you as my son."

"You are not making sense, old man. Normally, that's not how someone wants their son to be."

"I am not normal, Pablo."

"That I can see."

Gerald chuckled.

"Try to understand me. You killed my children. They were not weak. They were not weak at all. And yet, you managed to kill all of them when you were just a candidate. More than their deaths, my interest peaked on you.

I waited to see if you could accomplish some more. And then you went on to kill the Demon. After that, I made my decision to adopt you as my son. I always wanted a daring, successful, strong son. Having you would be my greatest achievement, Pablo.

You will have money, girls, freedom, the city, the kingdom, anything you want in this world. Just say the word and you will have it all."

'This guy is nuts. He really is Flashy's father alright.'

Before answering, Pablo glanced at Flashy.

The young man had his mouth wide open as if the whole world betrayed him. He wasn't even trying to hide his shock.

Seeing that, Pablo sighed.

"You want to adopt me, sure. I will answer that later. But what about him? Your real, still alive son?"

Gerald turned his gaze at Flashy.

Then he shook his head.

"Nope. Not having that."

Pablo held back his laugh and asked :

"Why?"

Gerald raised his brows.

"Why? Are you really asking me that? This guy is missing an eyebrow! How can I call him my son? He is the complete opposite of what I want in a son."

'That's not a nice thing to say to a son. But honestly? Fair.'

Meanwhile, Flashy touched his face and then jerked his head at Pablo.

'Now he knows why that guard was smiling.'

"How did he lose his eye brow though? He hasn't even gone to any fights lately." Cupid asked.

'Probably because of his father calling him. He became tense and lost the hairs above his eyes.'

"That's some weird reaction."

'Everyone has their own things. Shut up now.'

"Okay."

Cupid stopped talking.

Pablo shifted his gaze at Gerald.

"I will give it to you straight. I won't be your son. I have no interest in that. The money, the girls, the freedom, I already have it. The King is shit scared of me so I have this whole kingdom as well. There is nothing you can give me. I am only here because I wanted to see what business you have with my acquaintance here. Nothing more than that. And again, your first wife, Flora or Fauna, is a bitch."

"That does it!"

Flora stood up.

Gerald did the same.

"Dear, throw these two out of my house. They have said enough. You need no son. I will give you as many sons as you want. Throw them out!"

"Yes. Yes. As you say."

Gerald looked at Pablo.

"Get out of her house. Leave this place."

Pablo frowned. "Her house? Is this not your house?"

"It is her house. Not mine. Everything belongs to her."

Pablo turned to Flashy.

"Was he always like this?"

"No. He was a man with pride. Now he is like a puppet."

"That's nonsense!" Flora boomed. "He is no puppet. He is still a man with pride. Not that a slave like you can understand."

"Yes. I am not a puppet." Gerald defended himself.

Pablo stood up.

"I have to see your fuckery myself, Flora."

He stepped towards the first wife.

Flora flinched.

"Stop him, dear."

"As you say."

Gerald barged in between Flora and Pablo.

"You shall not take another step."

Pablo stopped. "Fuck off."

"You shall not take another step."

"Flashy, I will kill your father if he doesn't move."

"He is not in his right mind, Boss. Something is wrong with him."

"I don't give a shit. I am trying to find out what is wrong with him. Make him move."

"Alright."

Flashy agreed and used something he recently got for himself.

A black hand manifested from his back and it dashed towards Gerald.

Gerald saw it coming but for some reason, he didn't do anything about it.

"Dodge it!" Flora shouted.

"As you say." Gerald finally moved.

That move didn't go unnoticed by Pablo and also, it was too late for Gerald.

The symbiote already wrapped itself around Gerald's waist and all Flashy had to do was to command it and he did.

The symbiote yanked Gerald to the side and now no one was between Flora and Pablo.

"Save me. Break free from that ugly thing!" Flora shouted again.

"As you say!"

Gerald jerked his hands all around.

He tried to peel the symbiote from his waist but nothing worked. The symbiote constantly constructed itself.

Annoyed, Gerald looked at his useless son.

"When did you get this? What have you done to yourself?"

Flashy gulped. "I will tell you everything, dad. Stop resisting. Please."

Gerald's eyes locked on to Flashy and the man, for a split second, softened his gaze.

"I… I can't resist it, s.. s-.. son."

Flashy's brows shot up.

"Dad?"

"Save me, you shit of a man!"

"As you say!"

Gerald's expressions changed and he again began to rip off the symbiote from his waist.

Pablo didn't pay attention to any of that and he finally stood in front of Flora.

"Kill hi-"

"Shhh. You have talked enough."

Pablo covered Flora's mouth from his left hand.

Then from his right hand, he ripped apart the necklace from her neck.

Then, as he usually does, he grabbed Flora on a chokehold.

He smiled, peering deep in Flora's eyes.

"Let's see your memories, shall we?"