?<strong>Chapter 1029:</strong>


    Servants swarmed around Nova as she made her way toward the mansion, her eyes immediatelynding on Hoyt, who was kneeling by the entrance.


    Her perfectly manicured nails dug into her palm, her anger ring like a sudden storm.


    Seeing her dear son kneeling here felt like a p in the face. Suppressing the wave of fury, Nova marched toward Hoyt, her expression cold and tight.


    “What’s going on here?” she asked, her voice deceptively calm, almost as if she were an ordinary mother questioning her son’s punishment. But to Hoyt, her tone felt like an usation. He trembled, fear seeping into his voice.


    “I only criticized Ken a little, and Dad made me kneel here for three hours. But don’t worry about me, Mom—”


    Nova’s patience wore thin as she cut him off. “You worthless fool!” she snapped, delivering a sharp p to his face.


    She took a deep, steadying breath, her face betraying no emotion as she looked down at him. “How did I end up with a son like you?” Another pnded before Hoyt could even protest, and by the time he registered the sting, he saw his mother walk past him, not sparing him a second nce.


    “Why?”


    Hoyt’s teeth clenched, his eyes burning with frustration.


    He had known it would end like this.


    Nova entered the Lloyd family mansion without a word to her son and directly went to the study to see Brook.


    He was engrossed inpany documents, not even ncing up at her entrance.


    “Honey, you don’t even look up when I walk in?” she asked with a soft smile, the remnants of her earlier anger now dissolved. Brook took a sip of coffee, his expression unreadable.


    “I heard your footsteps. You’re the only one who walks like that in this house.”


    “You know me too well,” Nova said with a casual smile.


    She sat across from Brook, her demeanor effortlesslyposed, as she brought up the matter at hand. “I saw Hoyt kneeling outside just now. He must have upset you again. I’m sorry for him. It’s my fault for being too busy back then and not having time to teach him properly.”


    Upon hearing Nova’s tone, full of guilt and regret, Brook set the papers down in his hands.


    “What does this have to do with you?” he asked, frowning deeply. “Hoyt has always been impulsive, and his skills are nowhere near Ken’s. It’s only natural for him to feel envious, which is why he still needs a lot of discipline. Don’t me yourself.”


    “You’re right,” Nova agreed, nodding at his words.


    She then softly began massaging his temples with her delicate fingers. “I used to wonder why Ken was so smart while my child was so foolish. Now that I think about it, I spoiled Hoyt too much.” Her voice was soft, and the pressure from her hands was perfect. Though she seemed to be taking the me, she was really just showing her thoughtful side to Brook.


    As expected, he shut his eyes, and his mood lightened noticeably. “Compared to Ken’s rebelliousness, Hoyt is much more agreeable,” he said.


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