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

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

hands of the Fosters to disentangle himself

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

not only robbed him of his identity as

pained him to think that he

most respected brother. No one knew

his mother

twitched in response.

and swiftly calmed himself, before turning to

and get in.

he drove out of the garage, he

outside with a barrel of water to clean the

new, it was as though nothing had

move toward the Sterling Group but

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

properly until the

he asked Mrs. Scarlet to make him a pot

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

you need breakfast?"

found a pack of cigarettes >a$?XKP< tore at it with his long fingers.

said coldly.

would

exhaled a cloud of smoke, and opened the contact list on his