The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

hapter 327

1 had already consulted Are about the matter, so I had a rough idea of what was happening. Still, Cameron’s words caught me off guard.

“Is Harry really going to be released already? That was fast I exclaimed.

Seeing my confusion, she explained, “He won’t live much longer if he doesn’t get out soon!”

I followed her lead and replied coldly, “Why waste medical resources on him if he’s already on the verge of death? You’d only be prolonging his suffering.”

“Taylor! How could you say something like that?!” Cameron’s voice rose sharply. “He’s your father! You wouldn’t even be here without him!”

“Honestly, if I had a choice, I’d rather not have been born than have a sperm donor as Inhumane as him,” I shot back without hesitation.

Cameron’s lips trembled with an

her eyes reddening as she struggled to respond.

The hatred 1 had buried for so long resurfaced, and I could no longer hold back. “When my mom had cancer and couldn’t afford chemo, I begged you! Do you remember what you said back then?”

words with a sneer. “That’s her fate. You should accept that your mother’s just an

that it’s Harry who’s dying, suddenly you want

cancer. Chemo would only have prolonged

Excessive treatment will only

“I’m sure your father can live another three to five years

can make my life miserable? Or so he can find another way to squeeze more money out

paled, her guilty conscience evident in her

to do? Would she be so desperate to save Harry if money weren’t involved, or if she didn’t have some ulterior motive?

milk him for whatever he had left before he died. In the

Cat got your tongue?”

swallowed hard. Despite her obvious shame, she forced herself to say, “Whatever it is, he’s still your father, your responsibility… You can’t deny that!”

turned and left in

chair for what felt like an eternity, overwhelmed by

a dark wish–that he would grow sicker and die soon so he’d immediately descend into hell, forced to fall to his knees and

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