Chapter 509

In the subsequent weeks, Waylen descended into a state of decadence.

Aside from fulfilling his work obligations, he frequented clubs and bars, drowning his sorrows in copious amounts of alcohol.

Korbyn endured this for half a month but, eventually, he personally intervened and brought his son back home.

He took a bucket brimming with icy water and emptied its contents over Waylen’s head.

Suddenly jolted back to reality, Waylen hastily wiped his drenched face and exclaimed, “Dad!”

Pointing accusingly at Waylen, Korbyn unleashed a torrent of curses, “What a pathetic loser! Does drowning yourself in alcohol serve any purpose? Will Rena return to you when she sees you inebriated? I suspect witnessing you in such a state will only amplify Rena’s disdain for you.

Waylen, have I not taught you anything? As a man, you must fight for what you desire.

Do you possess any fewer capabilities than others?”

Waylen’s visage remained stoic and impassive.

He maintained a prolonged silence…

Eventually, he tenderly adjusted the collar of his shirt and replied with a calm demeanor, “Dad, I know it now.

his brow, his expression filled

“What do you know?”

of ice from his clothes, lost in a

an extended pause, he spoke with a raspy voice, heavy

things with Elvira, I’ve lost

seems unlikely that I’ll

I first started dating, I viewed it as a mere… consensual

me but I

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a fit of rage, Korbyn hurled an ashtray in Waylen’s

was so intense that his eyebrows involuntarily

toying with her

made no

dark crimson stream of blood

experienced a profound

softly with

with icy detachment, “Do not plead on

him to

where he learned such vile behavior… Today,

dare to plead

a deep

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