Chapter 749

It was a stormy night in Sunhaven.

The dimly lit room was heavy with the smell of alcohol mixed with the burnt scent of nicotine.

Empty bottles littered the coffee table and the floor, while the ashtray was overflowing with cigarette butts, forming a small mountain.

On the couch, Gilbert lay with his eyes closed, soaked in alcohol, reluctantly drifting into the realm of dreams...

In his dream, he was Nine Harrison.

Not a nickname, but his actual name - Nine Harrison.

His father, Naylor, despised him so much that he couldn't even bother to give him a proper name...

Nine Harrison's mother was more than twenty years younger than Naylor.

Before her, Naylor had been married twice; his first wife had passed away, and he had divorced the second.

Due to the significant age gap, Naylor doted on her.

But gradually, problems emerged.

They had too little in common, and since Naylor was the head of the Harrison family, managing its vast empire, the limited time he could spend with her became even scarcer as family troubles demanded his attention. Eventually, Nine Harrison's mother had an affair.

evening with one of the family's

man was left disabled, bedridden for life, dependent on others for the most basic needs. This incident traumatized her

a small mansion owned by the

and

was stigmatized because Naylor refused to believe he was his own flesh and

his last shred of dignity if the test confirmed Nine wasn't his son. Naylor ignored Nine, acting as if he didn't

servants, taking

fed him leftovers and whatever y

little

e.

learned that his mother was the "madwoman" locked

him in a foul mood, often taking

first, Nine pleaded, "Daddy, it hurts! Please,

heart was filled with

call me

disgust

a bastard, how

that?"

So, Nine stopped speaking.

me

he never again uttered

...

"Bastard!"

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