I’m Someone Else

Declan bowed his head and continued eating his food, saying nothing. He understood Norman’s character and knew he valued his son more than his daughters. To Norman, it was Eira’s fault for not being able to bear him a son. However, Declan dared not concur with him. What’s wrong with having a daughter? Isn’t your daughter your flesh and blood too? What’s more, it’s not up to Eira to determine the sex of her baby. Fine. Even if it’s Eira’s fault for not bearing you a son, don’t you know your daughter? She’s smart, kind, and her ability in business management is unparalleled. What does your disappointing son have that she does not? What is there to dislike about her?

Those were what Declan thought but dared not verbalize because it involved Norman’s family matters, essentially not his place to express anything. While he said he was heading to Capitalis to develop the family business, he went there to stay away from the chaos at home. There was too much injustice amongst large families, and he had no intention of meddling in any of them. He would rather live in Capitalis, where he could live his days happily.

“Forget it. Let’s not talk about her anymore. Now that I have Gavin, a son, I finally have a successor. But I’ve wronged him and his mother for many years because they had a home they couldn’t return to and could only stay outside. I feel so sorry for them!”

Norman picked up his glass and drank it all at once. “Declan, the Denvers have gone too far! During Eira’s funeral, the young Gavin had said some insignificant things, but the Denvers had to hold on to them. If it hadn’t been for their tricks, Gavin would’ve returned to the Pearson Family long ago. And Harrison Denver. He’s a scumbag. No matter what, I am the head of the Pearson Family, so how could he humiliate me like that? Also, he even put up the pretense of a father-in-law whenever he wanted and criticized me, saying that I was mean to Olivia and her sister. How was I mean to those sisters? Did I not feed them or give them a place to stay? I just wanted a son. What’s wrong with that? I’m the head of the family. Who would inherit my title if I didn’t have a son? That son of a b*tch. F*ck him!”

As he said, Harrison had indeed chastised him many times, saying he did not care about Olivia and Ophelie. However, Norman thought otherwise, believing he had not done anything wrong. Even if he were lacking, that was his family’s matter. Harrison was a Denver, so what right did he have to point his finger at Norman?

Declan frowned. How can you say that about your father-in-law?

“Norman, you—”

Eira wasn’t much better than him. I, Norman Pearson, am a seven-foot dauntless man and the current head of the Pearson Family, yet she thought she could pull a long face with me because she had the Denvers backing her! That’s outrageous! That b*tch ended her life too early, but if it were up to

care whether it’s that old b*stard, Harrison, or his two

were filled with fury, and the resentment he had pent up inside him

stand listening to that any longer. What’s wrong with Eira? Wasn’t she good to you? How could

are you

think you’ve

“How?”

you realized Olivia’s a girl? Were you even present in her childhood? You gave Eira the cold shoulder for two whole years after that, and it became even worse after Ophelie was born. When the doctor