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 suffered too much

at the hands of the

do my bonds with Shea and mom mean, if I'm not

identity as Elliot Foster, but it had seized him

It pained him to think that he was not the

or Shea’s most respected brother. No one knew how much he

satisfy his mother

breeze blew, and his stomach twitched in response. He sweated profusely, slowly struggling

swiftly calmed

and get in.

of the garage, he sent a message to

with a barrel of water to clean the vomit in the garage.

good as new, it was as

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

or the upcoming wedding. He probably would not be

eat properly until the issue with

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

him. "Mr. Foster, you don't look so well. Did you not sleep well last night?

you need breakfast?"

tore at it

said coldly.

and coffee would help calm him

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