When Life Takes A Turn

“Hmm, what’s the matter?” Zayn’s face was expressionless.

The man calling quickly exclaimed in excitement, “Thank god! Young master, I’ve managed to contact you at last!”

Zayn's entire body trembled involuntarily when he heard the words “young master”. How long had it been since someone addressed him as such? Four years. It had been four long years!

Uncertain, Zavn asked, “Are you the butler, Mr. Young?”

“Thank heavens! Young master, [’ve finally found you!” Mr. Young was ecstatic beyond comparison and his words were even muffled by sobs. Zayn was stunned by the situation. Mr. Young had

served the Larsons loyally for many years and had always been a staunch person. Why was he so excited now?

“Mr. Young, please don’t address me as young master anymore. I’m just a homeless man disowned by the family now,” Zayn said in a self-mocking manner before heaving a sigh.

“Young master! You are the second son of the Larsons. A man of honor and status. How can you be a homeless man disowned by the family?

“Young master, come home. The Larsons need you now!”

“Mr. Young, are you trying to humiliate me even more? I was kicked out of the Larsons four years ago and treated worse than a dog. What does the Larson family need from me? Do they want me to come home and be humiliated?” Zayn clenched his fist. He could never forget the shame he suffered under the Larsons back then!

Compared to that, the degradation he endured with the Carters for the past four years was nothing.

Mr. Young hastily said, “Young master, how could I have the audacity to humiliate you? You're the head of the Larsons now! Young master, I assume that you don't know about this yet. Your grandfather passed away last month and left his entire fortune to you before he died!”

Zayn leaped up abruptly. “What? What did you say? Grandpa left everything to... That’s impossible! That's absolutely impossible! Wasn’t Grandpa in a vegetative state? How could he leave his fortune to me? Moreover, didn’t all of you insist that it was me who poisoned him?”

years ago. The scene where he was savagely beaten before being kicked

months ago, your grandfather suddenly regained consciousness and told everyone that it wasn't your fault. He proved your innocence. Young master, come home. Your grandfather transferred 70 percent of the family fund

trickled down Zayn’s cheeks. He had lost count of how many years he had carried a name lower than an animal’s, and now, the injustice was finally

had no connection with that family anymore. Four years ago, the Larsons treated him terribly,

need to persuade me anymore. I won’t be coming back to the Larsons. I'll pay a visit to Grandpa’s grave soon.” Zayn hung up the phone without the slightest hesitation and then hastily took out his exclusive VVIP card. There was no money stored in the card anymore, but it was a symbol of his status. There were less

check how much

other end. After a while, the voice replied, “Hello, Mr. Larson. The balance in your account is exceedingly high. It’s beyond the limits of my authority to check for you. You may head to

voice

the account was so high that she did not have

out laughing. He had been poor for such a long time, so

“Hah-hah-hah!*

the building. Seeing him laughing aloud there.

to kick you to death, you ungrateful piece of sh*t! You're despicable!, Zayn. Your wife is going to sleep with someone else, but

was such a surprise to Zayn that he crashed into the utility pole. His nose was swollen from the impact and he was in so much pain that tears were streaming down his face. He hastily explained, “Mom, you've misunderstood. I

delivered another slap to his face while shouting at him

stopped by Fave. “Mom, forget it. Let him laugh as much as he

disappointment and disgust in Faye’s eyes. He felt as if

“Fifi, I really wasn't...”

interrupted him and said coldly, “That’s enough, Zayn. Don't take away my last ounce of

without giving

at him ferociously before she got into

and Faye had been married for so long. He lived as if he was a feckless man to conceal his identity so the Larsons would