rispin had no time for Thatch\u2019s theatrics.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019ll find out what the young master wants when you get there,\u201d he said coldly. \u201cIf you don\u2019t want to get hurt again, I suggest you don\u2019t resist.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFine, I\u2019ll go with you!\u201d Thatch didn\u2019t struggle.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why should he? He wasn\u2019t scared. During his time in the hospital, he\u2019d had plenty of time to think. He\u2019d concluded that Haskell\u2019s recent behavior was nothing more than a childish tantrum, a desperate cry for the love and attention he\u2019d never received. Haskell was simply jealous of the affection Thatch had always shown Draven and Valeria.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was just like his mother, all her scheming and manipulations had been for the sole purpose of gaining his favor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thatch had never liked Haskell\u2019s mother, nor Haskell, the son she\u2019d given him, but if a little\u00a0<\/p>\n
appeasement was all it took to return to his comfortable life, he was more than willing to play along.\u00a0<\/p>\n
An hour later.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSir, I\u2019ve brought them,\u201d Crispin announced, motioning for the bodyguards to shove Thatch and Valeria toward the gazebo.\u00a0<\/p>\n
While they had been waiting, a wave of exhaustion had washed over Larissa. She was leaning against one of the gazebo\u2019s pillars, her eyes closed in a light doze as a gentle breeze ruffled her hair. Haskell, seeing her, had carefully taken the blanket from his own lap and draped it over her shoulders\u00a0<\/p>\n
to keep her warm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At the sound of Crispin\u2019s voice, she slowly opened her eyes, stifling a lazy yawn. Her gaze fell on the newcomers, and a smirk played on her lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, look at that. The illegitimate daughter is here too. Perfect. We can deal with them both at once and save ourselves the trouble.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She stood, returning the blanket to Haskell\u2019s lap. \u201cYou do what you need to do, Haskell. I\u2019ll just watch.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlright,\u201d he said softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Valeria\u2019s eyes widened in disbelief when she saw her brother kneeling at Haskell\u2019s feet. \u201cDraven!\u201d she shrieked. \u201cWhat are you doing? Why are you kneeling in front of that cripple?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven\u2019s head snapped around, his eyes wide with terror. \u201cValeria, shut your mouth if you want to\u00a0<\/p>\n
live!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Stung by his harshness, but frightened by the look in his eyes, Valeria fell silent. She glanced around nervously, her stomach clenching as she realized how secluded the area was. There wasn\u2019t another person in sight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A chilling thought crept into her mind: was Haskell really going to kill them?\u00a0<\/p>\n
She began to tremble, clutching at her father\u2019s sleeve for comfort. \u201cDad\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/2\u00a0<\/p>\n
09:38\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 443\u00a0<\/p>\n
Thatch patted her hand reassuringly. \u201cDon\u2019t be afraid. I\u2019m here. I won\u2019t let Haskell hurt you again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He then turned to Haskell, his voice sharp with accusation. \u201cHaskell, haven\u2019t you had enough of tormenting your brother? What is the meaning of this? Why did you drag me here?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Haskell remained unnervingly calm. \u201cAre you angry?\u201d he asked quietly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cShouldn\u2019t I be?\u201d Thatch roared, his face purpling with rage. \u201cYou ungrateful son! You had your men attack your own father! It\u2019s unforgivable!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A chilling, mirthless smile touched Haskell\u2019s lips. \u201cThatch, if anyone has the right to be angry, it\u2019s me. You\u2019ve been lying to me for three years\u2026 No, that\u2019s not right. It\u2019s been twenty\u2013one years.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The three years were just the time he\u2019d spent with the fake Draven. The real deception had begun the moment his true brother was born.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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