Sebastian Brenand's mother was furious to hear his reply.

She felt like she had raised a rebel.

How could he act this way, knowing that his father was in a critical condition?

She clenched her fists tightly and glared at her son. "Don't you care about your father at all? Aren't you the least bit worried about him? Are you under that woman's control? You don't love anyone else apart from her, do you?"

Sebastian couldn't help but chuckle a little. "Yes. Congratulations, you've answered correctly. I don't love anyone else apart from Rachel.

"Whether my father lives or dies has nothing to do with me anymore. Didn't I already tell you that nothing about you two concerns me anymore? You're no longer my parents, and I'm no longer your son. "Our relationship was bound to end badly from the moment you did those things to Rachel," he told her coldly, meaning every word he said.

He would never forgive his parents.

Having Rachel was enough.

care less about

for the terrible things they did even

more upset when

to slap him again, but he

longer your son," he bit out, shoving her hand away. "Please go somewhere else if you

off the hook for the first slap. Do you still want

while he deliberately picked up another document and started

the worse his mood became. Seeing her reminded him of how his parents did those terrible

stifled the urge to go on a murderous rage when he thought of everything she

enough by not killing the two of you," he added scathingly. "Honestly, don't

giving off a cold vibe as

nothing but chills in her heart when she

great! You really are my son. People used to say that sons weren't worth raising as they would forget about their mothers once they married. I didn't believe them then, but I do now," she cackled humorlessly.

eyes didn't betray any emotions. Instead, he shrugged casually and continued reading the document. "Since

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