Chapter 253: The Only One Who Could Stop Him

In Wayne’s memory, this was only the second time Jonathan had ever compromised. The first was when Jonathan chose to live freely outside the Wynn family, on the condition that he would return at thirty. This time, it was because of the girl named Sierra. She seemed even more important than Wayne had originally thought.

When Jonathan left the estate, his expression was dark. The moment he got into his car, he called Stone. “Meet me at the usual place.”

Stone felt his stomach drop. Without hesitation, he sent a message in their private group chat: “Jon told me to meet him at the usual spot. Who pissed him off?”

Mateo replied, “Didn’t his grandpa turn out fine?”

Draven wrote, “Stone, good luck.”

Maddox replied, “I’m free right now. Let’s go check it out.”

Mateo wrote, “I don’t wanna get hit, but I do wanna watch Stone get his ass kicked.”

By the time Mateo and the others arrived, Jonathan and Stone were already fighting. Stone, usually a force to be reckoned with, had no chance against Jonathan. He was barely managing to defend himself. As Jonathan’s fist swung down again, Mateo flinched and muttered under his breath, “Yeah… Jon’s really pissed. I’m kinda scared.”

Maddox and Draven exchanged looks but said nothing.

“We should call for backup,” Mateo suggested, raising his phone. “What do you guys think?”

Draven nodded. “Agreed.”

To be honest, none of them wanted to face Jonathan when he was truly angry. His strength was terrifying. Mateo stepped out to make the call.

Meanwhile, inside the training room, Stone was on the verge of collapse. “Wait, wait—break! I need a break,” he gasped, holding up a time-out gesture. But Jonathan clearly wasn’t finished. His sharp gaze landed on Maddox and Draven, sending a chill down their spines. “Which one of you is up next?”

Draven immediately took a step back. “Not me. My hands are too valuable.”

Maddox wanted to swear. So Draven’s hands are precious, but mine are meant to be punching bags? He wanted to refuse, but Jonathan’s piercing gaze left no room for negotiation.

With a deep breath, Maddox stepped into the ring. Then it was Draven’s turn. Then Mateo’s.

By the time Jonathan was done with Mateo, he was practically in tears. “I’m done. I’m out. I can’t take this anymore.” He collapsed onto the floor. “I work with tech! Why am I being forced to be a human punching bag?”

Jonathan’s gaze swept back to Stone, making him stiffen. But just then, Jonathan’s phone rang—a distinct ringtone. The moment he saw the caller ID, his entire demeanor changed. His features relaxed. His voice dropped to a deep, almost gentle tone as he answered, “Hey, Sierra.”

It was as if the person who had been ruthlessly beating them moments ago had disappeared. The bloodthirsty, oppressive energy faded completely.

Mateo blurted out, “What the hell! This bastard! But also… why is Sierra only calling now?” He had just stepped out to call her earlier, but she hadn’t picked up.

Since she hadn’t answered, he’d left a message, letting her know that Jonathan was in a bad mood and that she should call him when she got the chance. Sierra had been in the middle of wrapping up a project at the lab. It was only after she finally took a break that she noticed Mateo’s message. That was why she called now.

She didn’t know what had happened, but since Mateo had made it sound serious, she asked, “Jonathan, where are you right now?”

Jonathan glanced at the others before replying, “I’m with Stone and the guys.”

Sierra hesitated for a moment, then said, “Since the gathering didn’t happen yesterday, and they’re all with you now… I just finished up at the lab, so why don’t I come over?”

Jonathan, of course, wouldn’t refuse. But instead, he said, “Wait at school. I’ll come pick you up.” Even as he spoke, he was already hopping out of the ring, heading for the showers.

Only after he disappeared did Stone and the others finally relax. Mateo, still sprawled on the ground, groaned, “I really thought I was gonna die here today.”

“I swear, the gift I got Sierra isn’t good enough. I need to get her something even better next time,” Maddox said.

“Sierra is our savior,” Draven muttered.