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.

Do you think I want to be here in this godforsaken place?" He

involuntarily took

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

punish the severely, even for the smallest mistake. He treated me like a thief and never trusted me

this godforsaken

to eat or dress properly here? When I tried to earn some extra money, he

I did

me his son then? Damn it! Does he think I'm a three-year-old who can be fooled so easily?" He

spot-on. It was easy to test whether someone was