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 hands of the

my bonds with Shea and mom mean, if I'm

only robbed him of his identity as Elliot Foster, but it had seized him

It pained him to think that he was not

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

his mother and

twitched in response. He sweated

He wiped away his tears and swiftly calmed himself, before

and get in.

he drove out of the garage, he sent a message

Mrs. Cooper hurried outside with a barrel of water to clean the vomit in

was as good as new, it was as though nothing had

the Sterling Group but instead, headed for

or the upcoming wedding. He probably would not be able

until the issue with

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

look so

you need breakfast?"

>a$?XKP< tore at it with his long fingers. "There's no need for that,"

said coldly.

cigarettes and coffee would help calm

cigarette, exhaled a cloud of smoke, and