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

Nathan was his father. Furthermore, he had

of the Fosters to disentangle himself from

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

him of his identity as

that were attached to that name. It pained him to think that he

one knew

to satisfy his mother and

stomach twitched in response.

senses. He wiped away his tears and swiftly calmed himself, before turning to open the

and get in.

garage, he sent a message to

with a barrel of water to

new, it was

move toward the Sterling Group but instead, headed for Elliot's

work or the upcoming wedding. He

the

he asked Mrs. Scarlet to

look so well. Did you

you need breakfast?"

>a$?XKP< tore at it with his long fingers.

said coldly.

would help calm

a puff of the cigarette, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and opened