<b>Chapter </b><b>1024 </b>


    If he really let things go their way, then his life would be over.


    He absolutely couldn’t just roll over and ept this.


    And as for that bitch Tessa, he wasn’t going to let her off.


    Even now, she was still trying to kick him while he was down–determined to throw him behind bars.


    He had already faked passing out–why couldn’t they just let him go<b>? </b>


    <b>+15 </b><b>BONUS </b>


    Julian took a deep breath<b>, </b>feeling a chill seep through his chest, especially after seeing such a dark side of Tessa, hepletely gave up on her.


    That woman was not someone he could ever count on.


    He truly couldn’t understand her.


    Why did she hate him so much?


    She wasn’t like this before–at least not that he remembered.


    In that moment, another name shed through Julian’s mind–Lily.


    This time, he had to get out. He wasn’t going to sit around waiting to die.


    If he ended up in prison now, chances were he wouldn’t make it out alive.


    And with parents like his, there was nothing to count on.


    It was clear they had no intention of saving him.


    If he went in this time, he probably wouldn’te out again.


    Since he already knew the ending was a dead end, why should he walk into it?


    If there was even the slightest chance, he had to fight for it.


    If the oue was destined to be death, then he would carve out a new path with his own hands.


    He would break the stalemate. He refused to bow to fate.


    Julian had already made up his mind–nothing and no one could stop him now.


    This time, he was going to live for himself.


    That bitch Tessa–she could just wait and see.


    Carol looked at Julian squatting there like an idiot, staring off at nothing.


    She rushed forward, pulling him into her arms, sobbing uncontrobly. “My poor boy, it’s all our fault. Your father and I… we’ve let you down.


    <b>“</b><b>If </b>you want to me someone, then me us.”


    Julian rolled his eyes inwardly, cursing them silently, “Of courseme you.


    “You wouldn’t even spare your own son–yourpany’s profiteant more to you than I ever did.”


    He had originally thought about revealing he <b>wasn’t </b>actually insane.


    But now<b>, </b>there was no point.


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    At <b>first</b><b>, </b><b>he’d </b>simply believed they valued money more. But deep down, he’d thought they still loved their son.


    Now he realized he had overestimated his ce in their hearts.


    A dull, vacant look spread across Julian’s face, as if he no longer had any grasp <b>of </b>the world around him, like nothing from outside could <b>reach </b>him anymore.


    Albert <b>watched </b>him, frowning slightly. There was something off.


    He kept feeling like Julian’s eyes were locked on him.


    And within those dark pupils<b>… </b>something unreadable flickered.


    Those ck<b>, </b>empty eyes sent a chill down Albert’s spine.


    He rubbed his arms and told himself it was just his imagination.


    He had gone mad. There was no way he was still capable of expressing anything like that<b>. </b>


    Besides, it had been so long already.


    If he had been faking it, why hadn’t he said anything sooner?


    Would he even lie to his own parents?


    Pushing down the unease, Albert snapped, “Alright, that’s enough crying. Get him back to his room.


    “The living room’s a mess. You two sitting here sobbing like this do you have any idea how pathetic that looks?<b>” </b>


    Carol looked around and had to admit–it did feel a bit strange.