Chapter 374

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T have high hopes for you. Fabio Garcia, the man I used to call dad, had once told me..

After we had lost mom, the unborn baby boy, and my brother Gian in a tragic house fire due to miscommunication, he hadn’t always been the best father, but at that time, I didn’t know any better.

I could still remember how he used to leave me in the care of his brother, my deceased uncle-while he and Nic went away on ‘business trips.

Might I remind you? Nic was still extremely young.

Dad was afraid he would lose his heir the same way he had lost the love of his life and my brothers. He couldn’t bare the thought of going through another heartbreak-so he dragged poor Nic around like a bag of dirt while 1, who at that time didn’t have much value-had to stay with uncle,

Uncle Dotard, as Fabio nicknamed him, used to be his lawyer and lived in Canada with his daughter and wife.

I can’t exactly remember at what age-I think I was around five-but somewhere along the way, uncle Dorard adopted a toddler named Beau.

He is one of your father’s sins. Dotard used those words to describe him throughout my childhood. I’m only taking care of this bird until it’s time for him to fly and find his way back.”

Year in and year out, I would stay with uncle Dotard and was not allowed even to catch a glimpse of this aggressive and cold-looking toddler.

My brother Nic, who had always been a bright kid and a reliable brother, had changed drastically, and so did Fabio.

I ignored the clear signs of mental abuse and forced myself to believe dad was just stressed because of work.

At sixteen, Nic had reached his limit and told me he couldn’t be around Fabio any longer.

He begged me to come with him, but I told him I couldn’t. If it’s not me, then who will be taking care of dad?’

I was eleven.

With Nic being absent, dad turned the attention to me as I became his only heir. He wanted to try a different approach. He had become soft-told me the truth about the business, taught me how to be the boss, how to hold a gun, and how to gain respect.

Things were starting to look up, and months later, I finally understood why.

This is Sofia, your new mother.’ Fabio introduced me to the beautiful, kind-looking woman with arms wrapped around her heavily pregnant belly.

I was shocked, confused-felt betrayed, but Sofia managed to do some damage control. I’m not here to replace your mommy. I remember her correcting Fabio’s words with a warm smile on her face. ‘But I would like to be a mother figure to you someday if you let me.’

From that day forward, we were a happy family, and the birth of my brother, Luis-made everything

complete.

ever-so did I. Luis was his little prince, and he wouldn’t let a person pass without ranting about

after is not something I believe in, and maybe dad and Sofia were to blame for

lost Sofia. Dad found out she

went crazy.

dragged her by the hair, straight to the basement-while I stood by

mortified and too afraid to stand

gunshots had I somehow found the courage to walk to the basement, and

the floor. ‘She’s

been sleeping around with

no longer alive. According to him, that

be asleep, had found his way to the basement, crying for his mom-but I had stopped him. I held onto him and told him everything would

That was Fabio’s reaction. I’m sure he’s Dotard’s

he didn’t care. He hated Sofia, which automatically made him hate

marched to little Luis to hit him-but before he

needed someone to help him release

the face, and it wouldn’t

thing because I got to protect Luis from that

that meant keeping my little brother

me the 22nd punch, a strong and determined grip around his wrist stopped

who stared back at me with sharp eyes and recognized him as

by uncle Dotard. The one I

but Fabio had gently released himself from his grip and chuckled, amused.

can change where you truly come from.’ His words left both of us confused. Years later, it had all made

our family’s death. Their men burned down the house with mom and

agreed to hand over Beau—while the hidden twin Serena got sent to

of this years later when the truth came

him, Fabio gave him a shoulder pat and exited the room.

help me, but

his life to

did it because, according to him, he had nothing to lose.

had gone through my head was why everyone, including

he have

and yesterday when dad’s former associate visited the Garcia factory, I finally got

next

look at?” I asked, unlocking the door to the basement with Nico by my side. The basement

cared much for that room, and after Fabio passed away-the thought of the basement hadn’t even

pushed me aside, entering the basement before I could. “All of this

cold wave found its way through my body, staring straight at the endless containers. I expected the basement to be a small and cozy area and ignored others’

that.

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