"I never thought that I, Nathan Land, would end up in such a predicant." The sinister look in Nathan Land’s eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of desolation.
Hasn’t he ended up in this predicant entirely due to his own actions?
"All of you, leave." Asher Land said to the dical staff and a few bodyguards standing in the room.
Now hardly anyone in the Land Family would defy Asher Land’s wishes; everyone was clearly aware that Nathan Land was already a spent force, and the one in power now was Asher Land.
Suddenly, only Asher Land, Luke Land, and Nathan Land remained in the spacious room.
"Second brother, you should leave too."
"? Leave too?" Luke Land looked surprised, "What are you trying to do?"
Luke Land felt uneasy. Although Nathan Land no longer posed much threat to the three brothers, he feared Asher Land might impulsively do sothing to their father, which would not be beneficial for them.
"Third brother, if there’s anything, you should hold back for now."
"Did I say I was going to do sothing? I just want to have a chat with my father." He emphasized the words ’my father’ heavily.
In fact, he knew that Nathan Land was not fit to be his father at all.
"Father?" Nathan Land sneered, "Do you really have the right to be Nathan Land’s son? You’re rely a bastard I picked up from Southern County back then. Your mother slept with so many n; frankly, even I don’t know who your father is."
Nathan Land’s words pierced deep into his heart, his fists clenched, struggling to quell the fury in his heart.
"Third brother, father is just talking nonsense due to illness now. Don’t listen to his ramblings..." Luke Land didn’t want Nathan Land to anger Asher Land and provoke him into doing sothing rash. Right now, they actually didn’t need to do anything; they just had to quietly wait for Nathan Land to pass through his last brief days, and avoid unnecessary complications.
"Get out!" Asher Land said to Luke Land once again.
Luke Land had no choice. Even if Asher Land wanted Nathan Land to die imdiately, if he wished it, Luke could not stop it.
He silently walked out of the room, turned, and closed the door.
At that mont, the color drained from Asher Land’s face, all because Nathan Land had just ntioned his mother.
He rarely ntioned her, but when he did, it touched a nerve deep inside him.
His clenched fists tightened, nails deeply embedding into his flesh, without him feeling anything,
images from his mories, unbearable to recall, flooded into his mind like a broken dam.
Around when he was eleven, he first witnessed Nathan Land personally hand over his mother to other n, not just one.
It was at Nathan Land’s birthday banquet, where he invited many business tycoons to attend. At a banquet table, his captivating mother quickly beca the object of two n’s desire. With just a subtle hint in front of Nathan Land, he rcilessly transferred his mother to others.
That night, at the old Land Family mansion, he witnessed his mother being violated by two n.
Dirty, sordid images, unbearable for his eleven-year-old self.
For the first ti, he cowardly chose to escape, but it was that choice that made him regret for a lifeti.
Ever since, Nathan Land beca increasingly audacious, and his mother beca a commodity randomly transferred.
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