It was as if something was stuck in Javier's throat as he pointed at his son's face. His high and mighty demeanor was slowly compromised. "Jasper, you ungrateful bastard!

"If I was putting on a show, I wouldn't have gone against the majority and suffered the pressure to bring you and your mother back to the Beckett Group from the slums.

"If it weren't for me, both of you wouldn't have died on the smelly and nasty streets. Have you forgotten how sick your mother was? She didn't have a single dime on her to go to the hospital for treatment.

"She had no way to support you. If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have recovered from her sickness. How on Earth would you have lived the cushy life you have now?"

Alyssa watched as Jasper, feeling wronged, received a baseless accusation. As a bystander, her heart burned with fire. She felt her blood boiling in her as her fists clenched.

Until now, Javier wasn't speaking to Jasper as a husband or a father. He was still on his high horse, thinking he offered charity to Jasper and his mother, a holier-than-thou capitalist.

Everything he said sounded like it made sense. However, everything was hinted toward one thing— Jasper and his mother were not from the world as he was.

He was the one who had been kind and gracious enough to help them escape from the cheap, dirty, and smelly slum. With a move of his finger, they could enter his world.

arrogance and superiority was more humiliating and angering than profanities

without me. Would you even have the privilege to

and not a boy, would you have found ways to bring me back to the Beckett family? If it weren't for this, would you ever remember a pitiful woman who was carrying your baby wandering with no power or status to her name? Would you even remember she who didn't have a roof over her

cold as he continued to mock Javier, "I have

rebellious bastard! You

Outraged, he raised his hand and was about to slap Jasper

His terrifyingly glistening eyes

Everyone was flabbergasted.

pain on his wrist slightly after. His

dodged and stood right in front of Jasper. She aggressively grabbed Javier's wrist and continued to tighten her grip as if she was about

"Mr. Javier!"

and the four bodyguards were pale from terror.

She didn't even

frail and meek as she always was. Like a porcupine, her quills

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