Chapter 1013

A voice in his head screamed, "You are not Eason Foster's son! You are not the chosen one! You are not a high-born boy... That creep Nathan White is your real father! There's evil blood flowing in your veins; that's why you are cruel, cold, and vicious! It won't end well for you! Even if you change now, you are still going to have to pay for your father's sins!

He will drag you down to hell, and you will stay alongside him for all eternity!"

His stomach twisted and turned with nausea, and he raced toward the garage. He vomited the breakfast he had just consumed.

Luckily, the garage was located on the right side of the mansion and no one saw him lose his composure.

He stared blankly at his vomit, and tears welled up in his eyes when he realized that his background was as filthy as the vomit on the ground.

It was not that he could not accept that he was not a son of the Foster family; he simply could not accept the fact that Nathan was his father. Furthermore, he had suffered too