Chapter 23

“No need. There’s no place for me in this house anymore. Coming back would just irritate certain people,” Ethan said with icy aloofness.

Evelyn’s gaze chilled instantly. “Who says so? The Arnolds only acknowledge one grandson- you. When you’ve grown up, you’re to inherit the Arnold family fortune. If you don’t return home, then who will?”

Ethan was not aware that Owen, after marrying Sylvia Shenley, had explicitly forbidden him to step foot into the Arnold residence. Even Forrest was not recognized by the Arnolds.

“Ethan, mind your tone. Is this how she’s raised you all these years?”

Ethan’s eyes flicked upward, his grip around his fork tensing, pale knuckles highlighting the tense veins beneath. “How she raised me is none of your concern, Father. I didn’t intend to disturb you by coming here. I apologize, Grandma.”

Upon noticing Ethan’s emotional strain, Evelyn placed her bony hand over Ethan’s. “What’s happened? Has someone been picking on you? Tell me, I’ll take care of it.”

put down his fork and pulled out a napkin, wiping the corners of his mouth. He cast a glance at

answered,

butler gestured to the bodyguards outside.

t–shirt, battered and bruised, and dumped him

“Forry?”

broken bones. He lay

her revulsion, Evelyn snapped, “Ethan, what

blurted out. “Ethan,

exactly who

lesson, then I will. Just because he’s been living with the Arnold family for a few years

face turned pale, rendered speechless in front of his mother, and unable to do

remind you, Father: I don’t have a brother;

battered figure of Forrest sprawled on the floor. “Remember, know who you can mess with and who you can’t. This is

car, and the butler glanced in the rear–view mirror. Seeing Ethan in the back seat with his eyes closed and brows furrowed, he asked, “Mr. Ethan, is your leg

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