His Eagle Eyes on Me

Chapter 1013

A voice in his head screamed, "You are not Eason Foster's son! You are not the chosen one! You are

not a high-born boy... That creep Nathan White is your real father!

There's evil blood flowing in your veins; that's why you are cruel, cold, and vicious! It won't end well for

you! Even if you change now, you are still going to have to pay for your father's sins! He will drag you

down to hell, and you will stay alongside him for all eternity!"

His stomach twisted and turned with nausea, and he raced toward the garage. He vomited the

breakfast he had just consumed.

Luckily, the garage was located on the right side of the mansion and no one saw him lose his

composure.

He stared blankly at his vomit, and tears welled up in his eyes when he realized that his background

was as filthy as the vomit on the ground.

It was not that he could not accept that he was not a son of the Foster family; he simply could not

the fact that Nathan was his father. Furthermore, he had

the Fosters to disentangle

Shea and mom mean, if I'm not Elliot Foster?" thought

of his identity as Elliot Foster,

attached to that name. It pained him to

Shea’s most respected brother. No one knew how

satisfy his mother and

and his stomach twitched in response. He sweated

swiftly calmed himself, before turning to

and get in.

garage, he sent a

a barrel of water to clean the vomit in

was as good as new, it was as though

black Rolls-Roice did not move toward the Sterling Group but instead, headed for Elliot's

the mood for work or the upcoming wedding. He probably would not be able to

until the issue

arriving home, he asked Mrs. Scarlet to make him a pot

"Mr. Foster, you don't look

you need breakfast?"

at it with his long fingers.

said coldly.

cigarettes and coffee would help calm

of