Glen lit up his cigarette.
"You don't have to thank me. You are right; I am nothing but a psycho. I am merely a robot without any feelings. Hence, don't even try to thank me or hate on me as I won't feel a thing. I did not expect Jackson to be so serious about you. Never have I thought he would choose you over me. It's funny how I didn't see that coming," he said.
Nidia couldn't control herself as she cursed at him out loud, "You cold-hearted beast!"
She wanted to hurt him so badly at that point.
"Maybe I am cold-blooded," he said sarcastically with the cigarette still in his mouth.
"However, I am certain there is someone out there who is far worse than me. The old Glen no longer exists. The fate of my entire family is in the hands of Jackson's grandfather. I have no other choice but to listen to him if I want to live peacefully."
Frowning, he let out a deep sigh.
Glen knew that he had to follow Derek's instructions no matter what.
