Beyond the Divorce

He suddenly became agitated, pacing back and forth, glaring at me. He laughed hysterically, then glared at me viciously, like a madman losing control. Tristan shielded me cautiously, ready to attack at any moment.

"I can't believe Anson gave this to a little nobody instead of me. Anson, you've underestimated me!" He shouted. "Why did he choose you?"

To be honest, his behavior shocked me. I speculated about his identity and realized he must have betrayed the Huffman family. He must have a grudge against them from the way he talked about Anson.

"Damn it! I joined the Huffman family when I was ten and did everything for him like a dog. He said one thing but did another. He said he treated me like a son, but that was a lie!" He yelled.

"Since you're from the Huffman family, shouldn't you have remained loyal? You joined the Huffman family at ten, right? How did you end up becoming Navi's lackey?" I asked disdainfully, though I softened my tone. I knew I couldn't confront him head-on since we were clearly outmatched.

think I want to be here in this godforsaken place?" He stared at me

took a step

treated me like a son, but that old bastard made my life hell. He never showed me any favoritism and always sent me to

the severely, even for the smallest mistake. He treated me like a thief and never trusted me with anything important." He ranted like a petulant child, clearly holding

this godforsaken place, claiming

to earn some extra money, he said I lacked ambition and wasn't thinking about

did

it! Does he think I'm a three-year-old

snorted. It seemed Anson's judgment was spot-on. It was easy to test whether someone was gold or trash, and this petty