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.

hands of the Fosters to disentangle himself

Shea and mom

truth had not only robbed him of his identity as Elliot Foster, but it

that name. It pained him

No one knew how much he had given

to satisfy his

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

swiftly calmed

and get in.

out of the garage, he sent a message to Mrs.

outside with a barrel of water to clean the vomit

as new, it was as though nothing

black Rolls-Roice did not move toward the Sterling Group but

or the upcoming wedding.

eat properly until the issue with

Scarlet to make him a pot of

Scarlet glanced at him. "Mr. Foster, you don't look so well. Did you not sleep

you need breakfast?"

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

said coldly.

cigarettes and coffee would help calm him

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